This was the first waterfall I discovered.
Yesterday, after church, I decided to make myself observe some Sabbath time. It was rather difficult for me because it had rained for the past two days which resulted in three dogs being in the house round the clock, which resulted in numerous hair balls and muddy footprints that desperately needed cleaning up.
However, in my quest to live more intentionally and a desire to be more obedient to God, I was determined to observe some Sabbath time. I gritted my teeth as I stepped over a tumbleweed of a hairball and walked out onto my screened in porch.
It was a gorgeous day. Early last week, we had temperatures in the single digits. On Friday, we had torrential rains and thunderstorms, and late Saturday, the clouds broke and the sun appeared like a long-lost friend. We had little rivers running all through our yard even after the rain stopped.
But, today, well, today was stunning. The sky was that brilliant blue that you really only get in the winter time and the temperature was in the high fifties. As I sat in my swing, sipping my coffee and taking in the beautiful weather, I could hear the rushing water of the creek behind our house.
As I was thanking God for the weather, and the beauty of nature, I began to think about that creek. The creek is often no more than a trickle. From time to time, after really heavy rain or the occasional snow, we can hear it from our house and we always marvel at how people pay for property with a noisy creek.
We have been in drought for the majority of our time here and we rarely hear it. But, as I heard it today, I felt like I was being nudged to investigate, to not only hear it, but to see it. I went inside, put on my rubber boots and headed out.
The first little waterfall I came to, I had seen before. I took a few shots of it. But, something told me to keep exploring. I followed the sound and found a second waterfall I had never seen before. I was really surprised. I was probably a hundred yards from my house and here was a second gurgling, bubbling waterfall. I took some more pictures, but something nudged me on.
This was the second waterfall I discovered.
I walked just a little ways further, following the little creek and the sound and what I found stopped me in my tracks. Here, practically in my backyard, was a little waterfall with a fairly steep drop making beautiful music as it crashed on the rocks. It was surrounded by big boulders covered in moss that just called me to have a seat. I did and within a few minutes, a hawk soared above calling out as he went.
This was where my quest for Sabbath time and obedience lead me.
I just laughed as I looked up towards Heaven. “Of course there was a third,” I whispered. “Thank-you, God, for showing me.”
God always has a plan, and sometimes, when we listen and obey, the reward can be breathtaking. I’m still working on the obedience thing, but today, well today I got it right and it was good. How about you. How are you doing with obedience? Feel free to share.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂