a river runs through it

I desire to get away…I long to see new skies….but I’m here.

I’m ok with obeying the Lord, haha, I am. My heart yearns to see the river and some of my closest friends though, and in that, my heart is broken. I miss waking up early, eating a bowl of cereal, letting daniel walsh borrow milk for his, then grabbing my drybag and driving to work with 4+ ppl in my car. I miss the early morning devotion, the trip roll call, the walk to the boat shed, and even the rigging. I can feel the cold water around my ankles as I hold the boat in the eddy, attempting to explain the precautions to my customers…then jumping in and beginning a series of moments that will never be forgotten.

I thank the Lord for the blessings of memories and the grace of experience. I pray my heart stays open to His glory this summer and my mind stays on course for His abundance. 

-brew
surfs up