The rapids above are at the foot of the Bridal Falls in New York State.
Both the shot above and below are of the Canadian Rapids, that is the river that empties into the Horseshoe Falls in Ontario. If I'm correct, both these and the American Rapids are rated a 6 on a scale of 1-5 because of their unpredictability, speed and power.
These rapids are beautiful, the water seeming to dance in anticipation of the giant leap ahead. They seem refreshing and almost beckon one to step in, to dance with them too. But to accept their invitation is to accept death as well, our human bodies being too frail, too prone to injury. I feel as if I am caught in those rapids. Currents swirl around me, stronger than I can handle, my life spins out of control.
But then, in the midst of exuberant, dangerous waters is this. A calm peaceful stream suitable for wading and refreshing. Its waters came from the Canadian Rapids and will exit back into them, but here in this moment there is peace. Here, in my life filled with unrest, I look for that place of peace before flowing back out into the current.
Photos taken by my wonderfully talented husband on our brief vacation.
Joining with Emily today at Imperfect Prose:
oh grace... there is so much i love about this:
ReplyDeleteThese rapids are beautiful, the water seeming to dance in anticipation of the giant leap ahead.
But to accept their invitation is to accept death as well...
and then, the pool of rest. this, the dichotomy of life with Christ... and knowing, He will hold us. even when we jump. so lovely, friend. thank you for linking, and i hope to see you next week. xo
This is such an inspiring post for imperfect prose...i love the beautiful thoughts you have shared here. :-)
ReplyDeleteooh, rapids SCARE me! The images you gave are seriously frightening - but I guess that has to be the point. That which instills fear is what is most powerful, and most beautiful. And the contrast with the calm is... :) Thanks!
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