There is a River

“You give them drink from the river of your delights.”
– Psalm 36:8b

God’s river is raging. It is not a dead sea of stillness and dullness and boredom. God’s river flows hard and fast throughout my mind, heart, and soul. It is thrilling and exhilarating

God’s river is beautiful. It’s majestic and glorious. It’s crystal clear in the calm spots; I can see the smooth, round rocks at the bottom. Around the tight curves and sharp dips, however, the foams gather against the rocks and sizzle until it pierces my ears.

God’s river is splendid and stern. He called me out of the darkness to drink deep of its goodness. He is the fountain that sets it in motion. He is source from which the raging begins. Yet, his river requires much of me–perfection, and that I cannot keep. Still, his love atones for my sins.

God’s river is more dangerous and frightening than anything my mind can conjure. Some days, like today, I’m scared to death to jump into the river. I know that I’m in the raft with God. He has me buckled in, but following him, drinking from his river, and going all the way back to the fountain when I’m dry is very, very dangerous.

Traveling this dangerous river it’s the most delightful, satisfying, treasure-filled experience I can imagine. The duty of delighting in Jesus as my obsession is difficult. Today, I need to drink deep of his delightful river. I need to stand beneath the fountain and let his rushing, cleansing water flow over my soul and soak me in his grace. I need to rest in those calm, tender spots of mercy where I can see right to the bottom.

“For with you is the fountain of life; in your light do we see light.”
– Psalm 36:9