Have you ever seen a goofier grin? The cool waters had me totally captivated! The first time Tom took me to Colorado was an exhilarating experience for both of us. He couldn't wait to show some of God's splendor to me. I was thrilled that my new husband wanted to share a meaningful place with me. (Now, we're blessed out of our minds as we look forward to showing the mountains to Annalyn and Gracie this May.)
Our first trip together was in September. If you've traveled the mountains, you'll know that you may start the day in coats, jeans, and hats. If you're going back down the mountain, the temperature may increase dramatically, making the warm clothing uncomfortable.
My eyes were like sponges soaking up the vistas as we descended. I was not worried about shedding any layers, at least not until we got out of the car. Tom already knew what to expect. With no temperature gauge on the car, I wasn't prepared for a very warm September day awaiting us outside.
After stripping off several layers, and taking a gadzillion pictures, we resumed our journey. Soon the road meandered parallel to the Big Thompson River, running clear and cool.
I won't say I was whining about being hot. Since Tom reads my posts, I better not deny complaining about it either. Eventually he spotted an area with an easy slope down to the river and space to pull off the road.
Honestly, I almost thought the waters were calling my name. I couldn't get my shoes and socks off fast enough, and my feet into their depths.
Have you been there? Have you been in a situation where you longed for relief? Or maybe you were in a place in space where you were dissatisfied, not unhappy, but wanting more. Were you looking for something to refresh and quench your thirst? I have.
I've loved Jesus for as long as I can remember. I was seemingly one of the few people at my college who was happy about having to take "Origins of Christianity" in order to graduate. But learning about, or even loving, something or someone isn't the same as experiencing, is it?
To tell you the truth, I'm not quite sure what sparked the thirst that's been growing in recent months. Studying the Gospel of John for the upteenth time has shown me so many new insights into Jesus and myself. But, I want more. I don't want only to drink from the stream of living waters, I want to bathe in it. ("They will come back crying, but I will lead them and comfort them. I will lead them by streams of water. I will lead them on an easy road, where they will not stumble." Jeremiah 31:9 ERV)
Dear Reader, I hope our faith journeys continue to intersect. My prayer is we will splash in the stream together. God promises to meet us there. Will you come join me?
This week I'm stopping by my new "friends'", Crystal and Kelly, blogs. Come on over, the water's fine!
Our first trip together was in September. If you've traveled the mountains, you'll know that you may start the day in coats, jeans, and hats. If you're going back down the mountain, the temperature may increase dramatically, making the warm clothing uncomfortable.
My eyes were like sponges soaking up the vistas as we descended. I was not worried about shedding any layers, at least not until we got out of the car. Tom already knew what to expect. With no temperature gauge on the car, I wasn't prepared for a very warm September day awaiting us outside.
After stripping off several layers, and taking a gadzillion pictures, we resumed our journey. Soon the road meandered parallel to the Big Thompson River, running clear and cool.
I won't say I was whining about being hot. Since Tom reads my posts, I better not deny complaining about it either. Eventually he spotted an area with an easy slope down to the river and space to pull off the road.
Honestly, I almost thought the waters were calling my name. I couldn't get my shoes and socks off fast enough, and my feet into their depths.
Have you been there? Have you been in a situation where you longed for relief? Or maybe you were in a place in space where you were dissatisfied, not unhappy, but wanting more. Were you looking for something to refresh and quench your thirst? I have.
I've loved Jesus for as long as I can remember. I was seemingly one of the few people at my college who was happy about having to take "Origins of Christianity" in order to graduate. But learning about, or even loving, something or someone isn't the same as experiencing, is it?
To tell you the truth, I'm not quite sure what sparked the thirst that's been growing in recent months. Studying the Gospel of John for the upteenth time has shown me so many new insights into Jesus and myself. But, I want more. I don't want only to drink from the stream of living waters, I want to bathe in it. ("They will come back crying, but I will lead them and comfort them. I will lead them by streams of water. I will lead them on an easy road, where they will not stumble." Jeremiah 31:9 ERV)
Dear Reader, I hope our faith journeys continue to intersect. My prayer is we will splash in the stream together. God promises to meet us there. Will you come join me?
This week I'm stopping by my new "friends'", Crystal and Kelly, blogs. Come on over, the water's fine!
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