All the rivers run into the sea: yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.
Ecclesiastes 1:7 KJV The Bible
Near Fifty Six, Arkansas, a gorgeous spring flows out of the base of a mountain. Blanchard Spring is the headwater for Mill Creek, which flows into Mirror Lake, continuing on until it reaches Sylamore Creek in the Ozark National Forest..
The cool breeze here offers respite from the hot Arkansas sun and is a good place to ponder the circle of life. Here it seems begins this water’s journey toward the sea. It rushes and flows out of the rock, falling and tumbling as it goes. The waters begin clear but become muddy as it pulls in sediment from the banks. It overflows from time to time and at times runs low. The end of its journey is the wide-open sea where it intermingles with other waters and rests in a slower-moving environment. But it doesn’t end there. The water will soon evaporate and become rain, which falls over the land beginning anew its path toward the rivers.
Such is life.
We rush about in our youth as we thirst for all that life has to offer. We move at break-neck speeds at times, tumbling and falling and picking up the cares of life. The abundance of our life is overflowing at times and at other times we feel like we are at the very bottom. One day we find ourselves moving at a slower rate of speed not long before our life as we knew it ends.
However, it doesn’t end there. Our existence here lives on, whether through our descendants or what we have done while we were here.