The River of God’s Delights

Psalm 36:7-8 — New Revised Standard Version
How precious is your steadfast love, O God!
All people may take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house,
and you give them drink from the river of your delights

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© Hilary F. Marckx, all rights reserved
The other evening
Cherie and I took the far way home.
We were in Cloverdale for dinner
and decided,
because the Summer Bridge was in,
we would take that route home.
We made two crossings
of the Russian River:
one at the First Street Bridge in Cloverdale,
and the other, of course,
at the Summer Bridge.
And oh the people,
Inner tubes,
Happy people!
Laughing people!
People hurrying to
the water’s cool delights.
And I thought of God.
And I thought of the wonders I have seen,
felt, breathed, held,
dove into,
swam in,
and floated in.
Rivers, creeks,
ponds, lakes.
In meadows,
and mountains.
warm, tepid,
freezing cold
with chunks of ice floating in it.
And I thought of God,
and how God offers so many delights
if we will only dive in and soak them up.
I remember the first time
I trusted the water enough
to relax
and let it hold me in its surface tension
and I floated and I bobbed,
held in relaxed peace.
And I think of God,
and how there is a godly tension
that would hold us
and delight us
if we would but fall back
into it and
float in it
and allow and trust God’s buoyancy
to hold us
in that
river of God’s delights.



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