When the Water is Still

[339 words] I went fishing for a couple of hours recently, caught one fish, and learned a lot. I drifted into a daydream as the ripples kept a steady rhythm on top of the water. As I thought a little deeper, I thought of the little ripples in the pond as kind of like the activities of life. For a moment, lots of things are happening, everyone is busy with some “ripples” being bigger than others. Then, the ripples are gone and the pond is still. With life, we are running every which way with more work than we can do, less time during the day, and we make plans for several years down the road. But, when age catches up with us or we experience things such as loss of health, loss of a spouse or child, or we look up one day and realize life passed us by…

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