“A Meditation on Sauty Falls”
by Steve West
The water keeps coming.
It keeps coming, coming, coming.
Across the span of history in a way that’s timeless ... from my limited perspective, anyway ... it keeps coming.
Sometimes it’s bigger, louder, and faster. Sometimes it’s smaller, quieter, and slower.
But it keeps coming.
It’s not only the seasons that affect the flow. Year by year, there are changes. They are so subtle you can’t see it. But I trust it.
Sometimes a stone or tree falls in, and the water finds a new way to flow. Sometimes it carves out something entirely new as a result. Sometimes it takes a really long time.
Then sometimes it’s own creative tendency to make crevices of natural flow is reason enough to find new paths. Sometimes, part of the water ventures away from the central flow. That’s okay too. It’s just another part of the beauty.
When people like me come along to have a look, or take a picture, it’s stunningly breathtaking. But the flow is always secretly, subtly changing.
The water keeps coming. It never stops. That’s how it blesses the world.
Why? Because it’s living water.
It’s Living Water.
That’s what it means to me to be part of God’s Church.
This is a picture I took during meditation time after hiking to the falls in Buck’s Pocket State Park.