For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Monday, September 1, 2014
Riffles, those wonderful runs of water that move over fine and coarse stones. In the sunlight the water seems to sparkle and shimmer like crystals. They may be shallow and they may be deep but they do all have that ability to clean the water and to oxygenate it giving freshness to those inhabitants of these special areas of a river.
We too take a page from the story of "riffles" as we move through life and most are the better for it. We start our journey at a fast pace, fresh and clean. There will be many boulders that will be in our lives and with help we can overcome these boulders. There will be those times when we will no longer rush and crash over the stones but instead flow at a more smooth and even pace, often seemingly coming to a stop. It is at these times when we can look upon the "riffles" and pause to see what has taken place and find so much comfort.
As I look over the many beautiful "riffles", slow thoughtful times as water under a bridge, and those meadows and mountains that have been crossed. I now find comfort in life as I find it in a bowl of chicken soup. "Riffles"