Like the air we breathe, that river is vital. We cannot exist without it. We cannot exist without God. He made us, the Creator of all.
Sometimes I struggle to find the words I'm reaching for. If you are not a writer, you may not understand that. If you are a writer, you undoubtably do. I'm struggling today, so I'll pause and let the River of Life flow over me, and I know, in due time, I'll be refreshed.
Today I'll listen, watch, observe, and seek to hear God's voice. Well, really I need to do that every day.
Just some thoughts...