An ode to Longding river

After a long and tortuous winding journey among the hills, we came across a river. In the midst of the trees, the waters of the river flows down making melodious gurgling sound on dashing with the stones.  A narrow bamboo bridge hangs over the stream. We walk down the dancing bridge and saw the clear water. The sound of the running water was soothing and pleasant to hear. It was so natural to be drawn to the waters. I wet my hands and then feel the water with my legs. The water was so clean, cool and refreshing on touch. It awakens your soul to a new dimension of life. One does not get to feel this every day and every time. It brings back lots of carefree childhood memories of playing in the rivers. I soon realize I am somewhere far away from home among the trees, the rivers and the birds, but close to home at heart. This has been a treat after such a long time and journeying through all rough terrain, a treat that still refreshes my mind and soul.

For the love of nature

I may have made my dwellings here in the city, but I am from the mountains and the hills. That is where I was born and raised. My entire childhood days are filled with adventures into the woods and forests. Going to the mountains and hills is going home to the embracing arms of the nature. Filled with riches and the beauty of the nature, there lies the fountains of life. It is in the forest of the mountains that I get refreshed and find new life for my soul. It is the quiet surroundings listening to the chirping sound of the birds, the musical notes of the insects, the whispering of the leaves of the trees, the gurgling sound of the flowing water in the rivers and the sight far and wide that energizes and renews me.

Psalm 121

Thank you for this Psalm ( A song of ascents) and the song by Brian.

Psalm 121 (NIV)

I lift up my eyes to the mountains-- where does my help come from?

My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot slip-- he who watches over you will not slumber;

indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

The LORD watches over you-- the LORD is your shade at your right hand;

the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.

The LORD will keep you from all harm-- he will watch over your life;

the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.

Psalm 121 with Brian Doerksen

I lift my eyes up
unto the mountains.
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from You,
Maker of heaven
Creator of the earth.

Oh, how I need You, Lord
You are my only hope.
You're my only prayer.
So I will wait for You
to come and rescue me.
Come and give me life.

Waiting for the dawn

We have been walking in the dark for long. We have been patiently waiting for the light. When do we see the break of dawn? When do we get to see the light coming? It is nowhere to be seen and we can’t hold much longer. The hope of the bright rays has kept us thus far. How much longer do we have to wait? Let the dawn breaks and the light shines on us.