“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 those rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by the waters.” Norman Maclean
Cutting through the raging waters, waiting for the perfect time,
Stealing comfort where we find it, carving out a place sublime,
When upon a deep division, faltering we flail and drown,
When we have a firm foundation, we will surely come around,
Sailing through the roughest waters, leaving caution to the wind,
Caring not for intervention, even when our hearts have sinned,
United we can have it all, when we split we surely fall,
We must learn to live together, listening to the Savior’s call,
Don’t let go of His great wisdom, Never falter from the Word,
God will captain your adventure, all your armor He will gird.
Life’s too short to drift and flounder, we can do this if we try,
When we place our faith in Jesus, He will lift us up to fly.