"Momma, where does water come from?" questioning eyes of golden-haired daughter of five drink in the vastness of the sea before her.
hasty to answer, my mouth flies open ready to spill of knowledge concerning evaporation, water vapor, precipitation...mind's eye precisely recalling water cycle charts from former teaching days. yet, something catches my tongue, stops progression down that thought path.
although true, that almost-answer, i sense this to be a bigger moment of inquiry.
where does it originate, this water rolling before us?
inhaling deeply of the salted air, my eyes lift to the sky as understanding begins to fill me with a growing amazement. "From the mouth of God!" I shout over the fizzing splashes. "He spoke, His words created water, and here it is," a joyful laugh escapes us both, pondering the power of our mighty Creator exhibited through the thoughtful utterances of His mouth.
Your throne was established long ago; you are from all eternity.
The seas have lifted up, O LORD,
the seas have lifted up their voice;
the seas have lifted up their pounding waves.
Mightier than the thunder of the great waters,
mightier than the breakers of the sea—
the LORD on high is mighty.
Psalm 93:2-4
(more lessons from the sea to come...)
