THE SOURCE By Sally I. Kennedy

Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. John 1:3

Sometimes when hiking, we try to take a trail that leads to a waterfall. I’ve loved each of the few we’ve ever seen. A trickling peaceful waterfall, tumbling down slippery rocks. One that thunders and is powerful and majestic. A waterfall that splashes in a swift current below over time-worn boulders, to meet up downstream with yet another river.

I’d never seen the source of any of the waterfalls, until this one particular day. The trail zig-zagged up a wooded hillside, then a rocky, open area. A sign here and there prodded us onward and upward, to catch a glimpse of the Top-of-the-Waterfall.

We were rewarded with the most glorious sight, the place where the waterfall begins. From the waterfalls we’d seen before, we knew of course that they started somewhere. There was a source, even though we couldn’t see it.