The Ones I Like List of 2007 – A Countdown [#3]
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As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol‘ way
And who shall wear the starry crown?
Good Lord show me the way
O sinners, let’s go down
Let’s go down, come on down
O sinners, let’s go down
Down in the river to pray
that for which i’m thankful – I’m a believer. I have eyes that see things, glorious things. Graceful exits, jubilant beginnings, epiphanies — I see God. Quiet crowds. Yes. Rousing choirs. Absolutely. Friendly strangers. Without a doubt. There’s a magnificence to this grand experiment that is beyond. I’m a believer.
I chose that for which i’m thankful because it captures so perfectly all the evidence I need for the existence of God. I don’t observe God in a $20 million church nearly as much as I do in a cypress-laden riverbed. I don’t feel an omnipotent presence in a book the way I do in a quiet moment at the base of a red rock canyon. I’m typically tight-lipped about my relationship with God; it’s personal and private with me. But then…then…I find myself at the river on a misty morning, and it makes me want to give thanks…to God…to nature…to their common “DNA”…and to my eyes for being able to “see” it all right in front of me…those glorious, glorious things.
An entire set of images from the misty morning by the river can be seen here.
