I looked at this picture I took last week and now my thoughts went behind the actual sight. Nature are God's unspoken language. He made our life like the water streams - unpredictable in power, but not always to be used for our convenience or pleasure. We do build our life like we dream about, but we never know when a stone bolder or any other resistance comes our way. We think we can manage it all, but - can we swim contently or at all in this kind of faze in the life's river flow? We should be able to build bridges over these turbulent streams, but how do we know if the river ever simmers down to a quiet pond or lake where we could have a contented swim or even a wash in hard winter times? I am always floating in the unrealistic perceptions. Why? My life is at the "winter" of it, but I can't stop interpreting all the pretty pictures I see in nature as God talking to me either to remember what mistakes I made or if there is anything I should leave to think about for the next generation. All I know we have to think a lot more of what we left behind and what we like to have in the future. It isn't always what we like and there are consequences unavoidable in our power. Why do I have to think and write publicly about it? I don't know, just had to do it. May God bless every one to build their life, especially without asking God's help.
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