As my husband and I talked over dinner this evening I began to get a picture from a recent walk that we took in our neighborhood. We were walking along a trail near a stream and at one point the stream disappeared..it was underground …we walked along wondering if we would see it again. It suddenly reappeared as though nothing had happened..as beautiful and perfect as it was before it became invisible.
As the picture of this stream appeared in my imagination I realized that God has a stream just like the one we saw that day. His stream runs along the path of our lives..it is a flowing stream made up of people, places, and dreams that we encounter as we travel the road of life with Him. We may have a relationship with a person or a vision we believe God has given us..when (for reasons we don’t understand) we no longer see them. They have vanished..and we wonder what is happening. Questions come to mind. What happened God? Why are they gone? I didn’t feel like that was supposed to be the end. God seems silent. We grieve our losses.
Sometime later..the person, place, or dream returns..we let go and did not expect God to bring them back. On our path..the stream went underground. God was at work arranging things that were yet to be. That stream was not gone..it was rushing under the earth..moving forward..carrying itself along..waiting for the right moment to come to the surface and surprise us. It looked gone.. it felt gone..it was a dry patch without the life-giving flow that we had come to cherish.
The living water seemed to stand still and disappear from our sight.. it was never truly gone. He was only waiting for the right moment to drench us with it..to fill our eyes with the beauty of His sovereignty..to quench our thirsty spirits. Suddenly we are gasping..and standing still in astonishment as we realize we are not forgotten. Our hearts are filled with thanksgiving..realizing that He is with us..His plan is being fulfilled just as He promised.
“There will be swarms of living things wherever the water of this river flows…Life will flourish wherever this water flows…Fruit trees of all kinds will grow along both sides of the river…the fruit will be for food and the leaves for healing.” Ezekiel 47