It happened late on a Saturday afternoon, I walked into a mighty rushing river of silence and beauty.
The silence was so large, so vast, it overpowered my body and soul. Technically, I cannot find any words within my English language to properly describe the experience of that much silence; how do you describe something that is so utterly larger than you? How do you find the words for something that just swallows you up in a single moment?
My wife and I had driven up to middle Tennessee to spend the day with our daughters and son-in-law. That afternoon we went for a drive, my eldest daughter and her husband took us to a cliff overhang called Welch’s Point. We parked and began a short walk down a gravel pathway through the forest, we came upon a small rock outcropping. As I stepped out on to the limestone cliff, I crossed a threshold into a space of silence and beauty that engulfed my very being.
Saturday, September 19, 2020 – Tishrei 1 – Rosh Hashanah 5781 I had a brief encounter, a microscopic taste of the overwhelming vastness of my Creator.
I would like to encourage my readers to seek out and find that spot or place in time where you to can take a moment of your existence to behold, encounter and taste the vastness and wonder of our Creator.
Terry W. Hayes
Photo Credit: My daughter, Amber Asberry