I’m drawn toward water with the same force that gravity draws me to the ground. The ocean’s pull is strongest of course, but lakes, rivers or small bubbling brooks cause me to pause, breathe and relax.
To say I love being near the water is an understatement. I love running by the water. Love talking with friends as we slowly meander along the water’s edge. Love sitting alone by water, disconnected from the complexities of life.
When I am angry, frustrated and speechless, being near water somehow brings perspective. If I’m contemplative, strategic and lost in my thoughts the presence of water often provides clarity.
I was reminded the other day as I walked that it is ‘good to be by the water’.
By drinking it, we gain life.
Being near it, refreshes us.
And Living Water, heals our souls.
This Christmas … may you be drawn to water.