When I go to the springs, I’m usually washing away something. Disappointment. Frustration. Failure. Stress.
When those nagging voices get too loud, I drown them in the cool, clear water. It always works.
Of course, jumping into spring water isn’t the only way I handle problems. I ponder, pray, seek counsel, face the lies, learn the lessons, and adjust myself. But, soaking in the cleansing water helps fix something inside me. It replenishes my sagging spirit, which is why I can’t escape using spiritual language when describing going to the springs. It is a spiritual experience for me.
Today, I went to the springs to wash away fear. Fear of all I haven’t done. Fear of all I’m not. Fear of all there is to do. Fear of people realizing all I haven’t done and all I’m not. My children think we went to cool off and collect shark teeth. But really, I had some lies to drown and living water I needed to soak in.