Wanna go down to the river, down to the river to pray. Gonna go down to the river, gotta wash all these blues away! 🎶 Just like that old blues song, I’m singing those blues away. I’m watching this falling rain washing the ashes & dirt down the way. There’s a healing in that cool river water, that’s filled by the tears from heaven. It helps to ease the pain & lifts our sorrow’s away. It’s soothing, refreshing, reviving & life changing! I remember those wonderful carefree times, sitting on the hot boulder rocks, soaking up the warm summer rays & taking a dip at that cool river spot. It was a time to honestly reflect, spiritually connect & quiet the noise in my anxious mind. I was hoping & looking for answers to my numerous questions & life changing directions. My random thoughts & adventurous ways have always taken me to deeper places than most would like to go. I would often venture off the well beaten path & kinda get lost in my own nature walks, or spiritual talks; about life & where I would want to go from here or there. But we’re all really searching, always looking, carefully watching, for some kind of obvious sign. Maybe a word of hidden wisdom or just an intuitive gut feeling. Something that will give us some kind of new hope, needed encouragement, or moving inspiration, to know that everything is somehow gonna be alright. But sometimes I’m just so emotionally & mentally exhausted. Like I have been physically running, almost sprinting, in a long-distance race; to try & fix my complicated life & bring some purposeful meaning to this rapid busy pace. It’s an uneasy feeling, like something is surely wrong, because nothing really seems quite right. We just want to feel like it’s all gonna be okay, that this moment in time will soon pass somehow, somewhere someday. I’m reminded of that old blues song by Louis Armstrong: “Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen, nobody knows my sorrow, nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen, nobody knows but Jesus”! I feel that, it moves me right down to my soul, as I hear his gravelly voice singing his blues away. I’ve pondered that song, when the troubles overflow into endless & useless unnerving trials on this road. Gotta let it go, all my sorrows, all my woes, lay this burden down & put this struggle in the ground! Wanna go down to the river, where the living water flows, gonna meet my Sweet Lord there, let Him carry this heavy load. Going down to the river, gotta go down to pray, down at the river, gonna wash all my blues away!
