Oh Becky, such beautiful words and a powerful reflection about the river bed as foundation. I so feel for you as you talk about this anniversary with your dear mother. Only yesterday, I was with my dad in hospital, blindsided by another fall, and I found myself quietly singing The Lord Is My Shepherd under my breath, specifically focusing on the way Jesus leads us to the "quiet waters"—I was picturing a stream in my mind, and hoping somehow my dad could pick up on that and imagine or feel some of the peace of the stream He leads us to. This resonates especially today, thank you so much for sharing (and great pic! You can almost hear the flow of the stream!). 💗XO
Jen, I'm so sorry about your dad's recent fall. Walking alongside our parents as they age can be such a challenge. It shakes us to our core in so many ways. Thankful for words that resonate. Clinging to those quiet waters Jesus leads us to right along with you, friend!
Oh Becky, such beautiful words and a powerful reflection about the river bed as foundation. I so feel for you as you talk about this anniversary with your dear mother. Only yesterday, I was with my dad in hospital, blindsided by another fall, and I found myself quietly singing The Lord Is My Shepherd under my breath, specifically focusing on the way Jesus leads us to the "quiet waters"—I was picturing a stream in my mind, and hoping somehow my dad could pick up on that and imagine or feel some of the peace of the stream He leads us to. This resonates especially today, thank you so much for sharing (and great pic! You can almost hear the flow of the stream!). 💗XO
Jen, I'm so sorry about your dad's recent fall. Walking alongside our parents as they age can be such a challenge. It shakes us to our core in so many ways. Thankful for words that resonate. Clinging to those quiet waters Jesus leads us to right along with you, friend!