As they pass through the dry valley it becomes a place of springs... Psalm 84
I tried to trace the source of this spring - mainly because it looked so inviting - so cool and refreshing. But I just couldn't figure out where all this water originated that poured out of the rock. I was wary that it might not be as good as it looked or that it might be contaminated by its passage through the land.
Sometimes its right to be wary, not to dive in. But other times call for trust and a certain amount of abandonment. Risking reward.
When the valley is dry maybe we have to seek out the springs and simply enjoy - recognising gifts of refreshment.
Lovely photo.....wise insights.
ReplyDeleteA cool, refreshing post this morning. Thanks, Liz.