The deepness of the river made it opaque, and also gave it the appearance of being solid. The cloudiness of the water concealed monsters and treasures and made miles glide by. The river was a mystery. Even so, my attention wasn’t on the liquid beneath me, I was focused on giant green clumps of trees and white clouds that looked like my cousin Bob. The blue sky between the familial formations also captivated me. Idaho skies are the bluest during summer months.
The river was loud. Water gurgled over fallen trees and turned rocks in their places. It rushed west at a rapid pace and carried me with it. I stayed afloat with outstretched arms and legs. I held my breath more than I needed to, but doing so provided a stronger security in my ability to stay on top of the cobalt mass as it splashed and ran along its course.
I floated down the river on my back for hours while my eyes devoured the scenery. Gradually though, the river widened and grew shallow. Fish and rocks appeared as the sun penetrated the once dark mass of water. The sky maintained its blueness and the clouds provided many more shapes for pondering and I continued to float until I felt the first sharp scrape across my back. Then another up my calf, ending behind my knee. Before I knew it, I was slowed to a stop as the river had become too shallow to float any longer. It was time to get out and move on.
God’s grace is like a river. It’s mysterious and will carry us for miles. Sometimes, we don’t even pay attention to it, but the minute it stops, we can feel it. The sharp stabs and stings in situations lacking His grace are there to move us to a place where we’ll get swept up in something new, a fresh grace to take us where He wants us to go.
Written for this week’s blog carnival featuring Grace. Check out other wonderful writer’s essays and posts!
"God’s grace is live a river. It’s mysterious and will carry us for miles"
wow….now that is awesome! Love it!
Thanks Michelle! It's interesting to see what happens when the grace ends, too! I think [sometimes] God will end the grace for a season before the season itself ends to motivate us to get out of a situation we just know we're done with!
I loved the analogy…I've spent a lot of time on rivers and I loved the word picture you painted.
The best analogies come from God's very creation, right? Thanks for stopping by Joyce!!
We think of peace like a river (from the hymn) but the analogy of grace to a river is closer to the mark. A river is always flowing somewhere. Good post.
I don't know the hymn, but Delirious? has a song called Grace Like a River, that's what got me started on this.
Grace flowing always. "Painterly words" 🙂
Kathleen, that's quite the compliment. Thanks!
How does a guy so young get to be so wise? This was beautiful, Jake. Thank you.
Witchcraft, Kathy, Witchcraft. TOTALLY KIDDING. I'm sure I'm immature and ridiculous in more than enough areas to make up for it 😉 Thank you though, I really appreciate it!
A very beautiful analogy.
i was floating above watching the story take place as i read.
lots of good pictures in your writing, to make such a connection.
Thanks Nancy! It's a fun visual, or rather- I had fun with it.
I like this a lot. Wonderful analogy and you are so right. We may take it for granted until we get to a place there's not enough then we can feel it sharply and immediately. Thanks Jake.
Jason, glad you stopped by and read! I have to say, I enjoyed your river analogy, too!
The sharpness we feel when we are outside of Grace…. Yep. Felt that. The water carrying me… Yep. Felt that, too. Beautiul job on a beautiful post, Jake.
Thanks Helen! That sharpness is such a motivator, isn't it? I mean, who wants rocks stabbing them in the posterior? 🙂
This recalls the need to not forget the source and how, after little more than a trickle through the narrowest of passages, the water can open out once more and wash over us again.
Maureen, it's true! The seasonal changes we experience in life have different amounts of grace and it certainly an amazing feeling to have the grace return back to a flood state!
I like the way your writing carried me along on your journey … and its lesson.
So much to take from this post. 'Sharp stabs and stings'… so true!
I really enjoyed your thoughts. Thank you!
Bridget, thanks for doing the carnival. It's been fun the couple of times I've been able to participate. 😀
Wow! What a beautiful word picture leading up to the truth in the last paragraph!
Enjoyed the visionary aspect…
this post is very usefull thx!
man jake things are picking up over here…i often find it is we that seperate ourselves from that river…
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