“My constant walks into nature provided me with a deeper understanding of God's ways, His mind and His will:
I GO TO THE SOURCE
(1992)
I meander through the hills
searching.
It has become too heavy
once again
and I know it is here
I will find my strength.
I discover a small amount of water
trickling down the hill,
pooling occasionally into a small mud puddle,
yet it has been a dry summer.
Where does the water come from?
I search
up steep sandy hills,
shaded by scrub oak and maple.
Suddenly
the water is no more.
But where does it come from?
I search more carefully.
I paw through dry colorful leaves,
and move small stones.
There it is!
It comes out of the ground.
I have brought my burdens,
a handful of sage,
the agony,
and a small bundle of dry grass
tied with a piece of living green grass,
my pain.
I come here
to the source,
and set my burdens on the ground
beside
the ever flowing
pure water.
I return to the source often.
I leave my burdens here.
I listen to the soothing sounds
of the ever flowing water.
I let the source calm my fears
and bring the healing peace.
I observe carefully,
and discover that this water
brings to life,
cold dead stones,
by turning them vibrant green
with lush moss.
Oh source!
Take my cold dead pain,
my burdens,
and turn me,
with living water,
into vibrant green!
(1992)
I meander through the hills
searching.
It has become too heavy
once again
and I know it is here
I will find my strength.
I discover a small amount of water
trickling down the hill,
pooling occasionally into a small mud puddle,
yet it has been a dry summer.
Where does the water come from?
I search
up steep sandy hills,
shaded by scrub oak and maple.
Suddenly
the water is no more.
But where does it come from?
I search more carefully.
I paw through dry colorful leaves,
and move small stones.
There it is!
It comes out of the ground.
I have brought my burdens,
a handful of sage,
the agony,
and a small bundle of dry grass
tied with a piece of living green grass,
my pain.
I come here
to the source,
and set my burdens on the ground
beside
the ever flowing
pure water.
I return to the source often.
I leave my burdens here.
I listen to the soothing sounds
of the ever flowing water.
I let the source calm my fears
and bring the healing peace.
I observe carefully,
and discover that this water
brings to life,
cold dead stones,
by turning them vibrant green
with lush moss.
Oh source!
Take my cold dead pain,
my burdens,
and turn me,
with living water,
into vibrant green!
John 4:14 - “But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.”
(My Tears Fall Inside, page 92 -94)
Even through the depths of my pain, God tried to bring me hope. He did this by teaching me through nature. Surely if He could make a rock look like it was alive and growing, He could even take me and bring me out of my agony and teach me that I had value and could be loved.
(My Tears Fall Inside, page 92 -94)
Even through the depths of my pain, God tried to bring me hope. He did this by teaching me through nature. Surely if He could make a rock look like it was alive and growing, He could even take me and bring me out of my agony and teach me that I had value and could be loved.
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