Of Waterfalls and Beauty

 I love a good waterfall. Any amount of water will do.  The waterfall itself doesn't have to be large. Even a small fall of only inches can be both beautiful and soothing.

Sometimes I catch a glimpse of a waterfall. It makes me long to see more. So, after a hike and wading out into the cold river, I'm rewarded with a gorgeous shot.

It takes time to appreciate the majesty of most falls. We tend to hurry in to see them, snap some shots and head for the next one. But when you get beneath one and hear the roar, feel the mist and see how powerful it is, the experience can be quite profound. You have a chance to appreciate the constancy of the falls and the power of the water to smooth down the rocks. Like anything in life, getting to see true beauty and experience wonder requires some effort on our part.

And, like life, what is beautiful can't be defined. I saw this waterfall near Chimney Rock, NC. I'll never be able to get close to it. The falls are so high and there is no simple path to get there. So I appreciate it for what it is.

From a distance.

Yet I know it's beautiful as I watch it from afar.

In life, we need to learn that in God works in us through the strong storms and rushing waters. Making us smooth. Showing His hand in our lives. I often fail at being thankful in my times of difficulty.

But I'm learning.

Slowly.

And I hope that others are able to see God's hand in my life, reflecting Him. 

And I hope that you too, will step back and watch for Him working in your life to make you a reflection of his Son.