“Quiet waters?”  Not really.

The rushing of the water and the wind through the trees weren’t what I’d call quiet.

 But I felt as though the refreshment that came from our time at the stream’s edge in the

mountains was right out of the Psalms.  Thankful for time well spent.

“He leads me beside quiet waters.  He restores my soul.”

Psalm 23:2b

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