I decided to take my Bible outside to study today and ended up down by the river...pause while I sing the song :D...It is a very old river and it is one of the few that flows north. It is a white water rafting river in the spring and kayaks play on it often. It is called the Cheat and it from time to time rages uncontrollably. Today, however, it is low and slow and gurgly...shining in the sun.
Have a look.
Walk down from the road to the river.
It was so hard coming back up that there
was no time for photos!
Calm water about 3 feet deep. I'm on a big rock.
Me on the rock and in the water...you know?
I want to go over to that biggest rock in the center.
Oh, look. Here I am.
Are these some big rocks, or what?
On the way, I stopped to build an Appalachian Inukshuk.
Looks pretty impressive until you see the size of
the rocks all around.
Slight change of prespective.
Rock chair. I can see Natives all over this.
The big rock. But no other big rocks quite close enough.
But, oh. Look at this pretty read tree branch.
Oh, a whole tree...growing out of the rocks.
That kind of determination is kind of
like magic to me.
Big rocks tumbled about. After the last big flood I remember
that the first white water raft trips were like going
down a new river because the rocks had been retumbled.
This is what was between me and the rock I wanted to be on.
In the old days I might have just jumped it...but with
age comes....ummmm, wisdom?
Another tiny determined plant.
And one last view of the Appalachian Inukshuk before
I clawed my way back up to the car.
I loved sitting out there in the middle of the river on the rocks and reading the Word of God. Just doesn't get much better than that. Now, to carry that peace out to my part of the world. The people I can touch...who are in need of peace...much peace.
Maybe I will show you the river again in the spring......whooooosh!