Thursday, October 28, 2010

River of Life, You Run Deep in Me

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No offense to Wayland Holyfield or Anne Murray or to my incredible home state, Arkansas.  In fact, I don't think I know anyone who is more in love with or prouder of their home state than I am.  BUT my post yesterday left me feeling hollow inside and lacking, yes lacking.

 After going back and rereading the title, I knew what it was. Even though I had referred to God in my longings and had included a "dancing" scripture, I had not made the real connection between my post and my life. My life consisting of one thing: My God, my Savior,

the River of Life that runs deep in me.

So, Lord, I just want to thank you today for the river of life that runs deep in me--that channels its course where you would have it run--

Sometimes it runs through the fun side of me with laughing brooks and tripping streams bubbling up here and there;

In some of its meanderings it winds through the long, lost canyons of my nostalgic soul cutting new meaning into jagged memories of the past;

Other times it is like a gushing waterfall shouting joyful praise as it cascades across my dry and parched soul;

With gentle force it makes it way south for awhile heading into the very core of my being; when I place boulders of doubt, fear and disobedience in its path, it veers back to the north, all the while knowing it is going to eventually access the Source.......

the mouth, the ocean of love that harnesses every drop of God's goodness and power which is ready to be unleashed at any given moment by His Holy Spirit working in me.

I may hinder its flow at times but.......................

run deep in me it does and as it goes carves impressions of you into me.

Yes, I welcome you, gentle river of life, run deep in me............

River of Life, you run deep in me.

Loving you,
Dianne
2010-the Year of Longings


He longs to flow through us.
I long to carry His river of love to all of you.


Photo:  Harris Brake Lake
Music:  The Theme from A River Runs Through It


Most of the time I pause the music when I visit other blogs but this song really seems to add meaning to this post.  If you are reading the post after the posted date, I'm leaving the song on the playlist at the bottom of the page.  You may go there to change the music.

8 comments:

  1. Dianne, What a breath-taking picture and such beautiful words. May God bless!

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  2. Ever so interesting that you felt a feeling and eventually connected it and your post and your life and your God. Sometimes we do just do something and God is there but we are unaware of His presence. We go about a task, a chore in our own strength. The we suddenly hear Him and He clarifies why we feel this way or that. He settles us and reminds us of His Word and His Truth. He gives us the meaning of what He wanted us to say or do or be. Thank you, Dianne, for being honest and open with all of us.
    loving you, ~ linda
    PS ... thanks for all of your kind and encouraging words to me

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  3. You & I have shared a little about these kind of moments. Posts that have to be fine-tuned to fit into HIS posts! What a great reminder of what the Lord has given us, if we but draw from it. I'm really loving your new wallpaper!

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  4. Such beauty and worship in your heartfelt words ~ like a Psalmist. Thank you once again for sharing your gift. I benefit from it. xo

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  5. This is wonderful the way the Holy Spirit
    caused you to see and feel the connection
    you wanted and needed to make. It's so
    beautifully written. I feel your heart
    here.
    Love,
    Sandy

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  6. May my heart cry the same thing....even though at times the feelings ebb and flow.

    Thanks for sharing your heart.

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  7. I have loved BOTH posts. The photo and music are beautiful. I once wrote a post about "my two homes"...Illinois and Wisconsin. Sometimes I get sad when i leave all of my family in Illinois to come home to our home and friends here in Wisconsin. The post was supposed to be about contemtment. Then someone pointed out our ultimate home...heaven. I had thought about it, but felt it was too much for one blog post. (-: And then I felt bad. I think we are too hard on ourselves sometimes. God made you to love your state, a place , music, whatever. He wasn't left out in your post...because I know where your heart always is, Dianne. And it is filled with Him. Have a great day!

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  8. Hi Diane,

    Wow, this photo is really beautiful.

    Judy

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