yesterday i had the privilege to accompany a group of our volunteers to a waterfall nestled in a crevice in the mountains. it's a place i've been to multiple times, but yesterday was special. as we were heading toward our destination, rain started to gently fall. when asked them if they wanted to keep going and risk getting wet, or turn back, it was decided that we would continue on. and i'm glad we did. the rain never came down heavily; it just gently pattered on the foliage and dampened the path, making it a little more slippery and challenging. but when we got the the waterfall, it was more beautiful than i have ever seen it. every colour seemed to be more vibrant, deep, and lush.
sadly, my camera battery had died on the way there, so i was unable to take pictures. instead, it was a scene that i needed to embed in my memory. our clothes were all wet, but our spirits were not dampened. there's something adventurous about taking a hike in the rain (but not pouring rain; i have learned that that's not a good idea, especially if river beds are involved. lol. this trip was uneventful, though). lush green walls of vines, ferns, and other foliage covered the towering walls of the valley, and smooth, sun bleached rocks made up the floor. large boulders all piled on top of each other created a beautiful scene with little cascades of water spilling over and continuing on toward the riverbed. grey clouds hung low in the sky and hid the sun from view, while rain pattered and created a natural symphony. i thought to myself ' it doesn't get much better than this!' i love this country so much; it is such a privilege to be called here. and i love sharing the privilege with people who are willing to accept this place for what it is - beauty, scars, and all. the artistic work of God is breathtaking, the wounds inflicted by so many situations are heartbreaking. and for me, being in the place that i know God wants me to be right now, it is paradise.
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