The spring rains transform our gentle flowing creek. As its banks overflow, spring after spring, the bends change and the banks erode.
In some areas each year the creek takes on a new appearance as it changes to meet the waters shifting flow.
I see the beauty of Humility in the creek bed.
To be humble means to surrender to the Spirit’s wearing away in your life and to take on the impression He leaves.
Today I invite Him to rearrange my life …and leave His impression on my heart.
All water, everywhere, always sings the same song: "To the lowest place . . . "
ReplyDelete(a thought inspired by Hinds' Feet on High Places)