This piece for the InkTober challenge was inspired by a waterfall in Cape Breton. It had a lovely, natural pool to swim in behind where I stood to take photos. It isn't exactly like this, I drew the waterfall much bigger than it was.
Lovely as the pool, the falls, the quietness of the place was, it was exceptionally dirty. Plastic water bottles, chip bags, forgotten shoes, t-shirts, and a host of other garbage littered the entire area. Our guide had never been there before but her boss wanted her to check it out as a potential stop for other tours. It was the first and last time she'd bring people to see the falls.
It was rather sad that such a beautiful place should be so abused. Yet, here it is in black and white. Redeemed. Made into something more than it was. A testimony to God's grace and ability to take anything and use it for His glory.
It's something to keep in mind. All the time. No matter how much garbage our lives contain, it doesn't matter because He sees beyond it. He sees the hidden beauty beneath the pain, the trials, the suffering, the sin.
He sees us for who we truly are.
If you don't have a personal relationship with Jesus, I invite you to welcome Him into your life. I challenge you to let go of whatever is stopping you and believe in Him. He is the way, the truth and the life.
"For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved." Jn 3:17
The Black River is a journey in faith. It delves into an exploration of life: from the calm, clear waters of the good days, the mundane, to the swirling eddies and deep waters of issues that face every one of us. Thank you for visiting this site. You can contact me personally at: godandtheblackriver@gmail.com
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