I could say I took a walk with God today. As a mere observer I felt meek, like a humbled partaker of life, "my life" as well as this miraculous creation we call Earth. As I stood still, taking everything in, it felt as though time stood still. The feelings I had and the beauty of my surroundings without question; untouchable with words alone. As I paused, I heard in my mind the words of this quote, and although it spoke with complete clarity to my understanding, I was somewhat saddened still, for within that pause the impression fell upon me, with ample desire and effort, I could not audibly recite it in fairness.
"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters."
— Norman Maclean
This quote has stayed in my mind as a remembrance: A remembrance to all that is marvelous and grand, a remembrance to things before us, and a remembrance of things yet to come. The sound and sight of the flowing water, immortal to time, gently gliding down the mountain, persevering yet gracefully dancing over the rocks. Swiftly around and between one another, occupying all space given freely and doing so unadulterated.
In that moment my heart was filled with sufficient gratitude, to know, that I am a daughter of a Loving Father in Heaven, He is with me, He knows me and He is so very much aware of me. I love him ...and I AM SONYA!
...I am Sonya!
I AM SONYA
I could say I took a walk with God today. As a mere observer I felt meek, like a humbled partaker of life, "my life" as well as this miraculous creation we call Earth. As I stood still, taking everything in, it felt as though time stood still. The feelings I had and the beauty of my surroundings without question; untouchable with words alone. As I paused, I heard in my mind the words of this quote, and although it spoke with complete clarity to my understanding, I was somewhat saddened still, for within that pause the impression fell upon me, with ample desire and effort, I could not audibly recite it in fairness.
"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters."
— Norman Maclean
This quote has stayed in my mind as a remembrance: A remembrance to all that is marvelous and grand, a remembrance to things before us, and a remembrance of things yet to come. The sound and sight of the flowing water, immortal to time, gently gliding down the mountain, persevering yet gracefully dancing over the rocks. Swiftly around and between one another, occupying all space given freely and doing so unadulterated.
In that moment my heart was filled with sufficient gratitude, to know, that I am a daughter of a Loving Father in Heaven, He is with me, He knows me and He is so very much aware of me. I love him ...and I AM SONYA!
...I am Sonya!
