Water has an amazing effect on some people for the good. Aquariums are located in many waiting rooms at offices or even restaurants.
When I was a young girl I thought it was because it was pretty. Later in life I learned it was because it had a calming effect on people. Watching the fish moving in the water and swimming around between the plant life, bubbles rising to the surface can entrance you.
When I am not able to stare at a fish in the water tank I like to go and sit at the river and just watch the current move on. The sound is very relaxing. Occasionally the fish jump making a splash in the water and can lull you further into a state of relaxation.
As a child I spent a lot of time sitting on a river bank fishing or just hanging out watching the river flow by. Some of my most memorable time was spent along a river with my dad. We'd watch the moon rise on the Wabash River in Southwestern Indiana. He'd fish all night while I dozed in a reclined lawn chair, wrapped up in a blanket. We'd listen to the water lapping against the sandy bank and a bell would rhythmically chime with the waves, putting me fast asleep. My daddy would softly sing songs that could melt my heart as I was falling asleep.
Some nights the sky was dark and deep blue with a billion stars making their course across the sky until the sun came around the other side of earth to greet us again. The sound of the old Coleman fuel lantern would make its sound deep into the night. Dad would give it an occasional pump when the light dimmed. Coyotes would sound off on both sides of the river accompanied by owls and other nocturnal birds.
One night my father and I witnessed the ground squirming with newly hatched turtles making their way into the water where they'd be carried down-river to their destiny. I have never seen such a thing again to this day.
My great-grandmother would tell me of the days when the river bank was full of people hungry for Jesus' love and having repentant hearts. Baptismal services in the river must have been incredible. I have been to late night lake baptisms and they were stunning too, spiritually and visually.
I miss those days of river sitting with my family and friends. I still go and just sit at the river frequently, watching it run and listen to its sound. It brings comfort and deep thoughts to me some days. Water just feels good to be close too. The river has been up a lot this year and wreaking havoc. But, the last couple of weeks it has relented and mostly retreated back to within its banks.
Next time you need to relax or think through a problem, head down to the river, maybe spend some time in prayer and just watch the river roll. You never know--you just might have an epiphany.
I hope you enjoyed this river ramble. Thanks for the read.
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