Reflection

My mind is heavy and overwhelmed… too much to even speak

So here I sit away from it all staring at this creek.

The water’s clear-unlike my thoughts; I need it to reflect-

There’s only one break in the silence… crickets… (perfect).

Questions start to flow like the water rushing by

My head’s up in the clouds searching for answers to all my “whys?”

Why is there so much beauty, but also so much pain?

Why does life knock us down time and time again?

I look up at the trees and find my sense of awe

Through every season and passing year, they still stand strong and tall.

Just like us they age a bit as the weather starts to bring 

Signs that time has left its mark; each year leaves a new ring.

I pick up a loose stone and hold it in my hand

Don’t we all need a rock when life doesn’t go as planned?

Someone that we can lean on…who really understands

Who can help us keep our footing when we start sinking in the sand.

I throw it in the water and watch the ripples grow

Just one rock makes an impact… the effects clearly show.

Suddenly, I can’t help but smile as I watch a butterfly

Flutter towards me flashing orange as if it’s saying hi.

It’s gentle and it’s simple- yet a reminder to me

That often it’s the little things that make love plain to see.

Like a friendly smile, or an understanding wink

A reassuring nod or a helping hand when I start to sink. 

I get up from the ground and decide to take a step

I brace for the cold as I feel my feet get wet.

The first step’s always the hardest-often it’s a shock

Adjusting to something new takes time…not always by the clock.

With every step as I wade through, the cold feels more refreshing

My confidence grows and so does my peace… I’m reminded of all my blessings.

My feet move slowly finding their place trusting they’ll hit solid ground

There’s still doubt- but I make a choice to keep walking in spite of its sound.

Even if I stumble, I won’t be greatly moved

The Lord is my rock and fortress… in Him I take refuge.”

My mind feels clearer and less murky as I step back onto land

I feel more at peace with things that I can’t understand.

See, even in the wilderness…I’m not really alone…

There’s a Rock who keeps me steady, guiding me back home. 

I look back one more time at the quiet creek...

Thankful for the time away and to hear the Lord- our Rock- speak. 

"The Lord is my rock and my salvation; he is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved"

Psalm 62:2