There’s something about a shaded, sun-flecked, slow moving but strong river. You can see it’s life rippling under the surface. It’s living and active. It’s inviting. More than that—pulls me into it’s flow.  

Read Ezekiel 47:1-12. It’s a captivating vision. The River of Gods flows from the presence of God in this vision. Knee deep. Waist deep. Then, too deep to cross. I want to breathe its air. Wet my feet. Be carried in its flow.  

I LOVE Being Your Pastor!  

Rusty