Thursday - July 17, 2025
SCRIPTURE
Psalm 73.26
My flesh and my heart may fail,
But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
WORDS OF HOPE
The Waters We Carry
Moments, times, but especially, people. We wish we could hold onto them all. And we feel emptier, like a piece of us missing, when they’re taken away. Though we feel their absence, we aren’t lighter because of it. Because loss is the heavier emotion you only begin to notice when there’s something you’re carrying, something you’re holding onto.
These have always been the rules of the wheel of fortune. Like a waterwheel, loss rises to the top when it’s full. Carried by the momentum of the river, the waterwheel is both giving and taking away.
Fortune, like the river, baptizes everyone. However, some carry more of this indiscriminate force. Each barrel will have a time of great weight, when one’s loss is full–because the child cannot stay a child, stay at home, or go the whole way with the parents they have. The wheel of fortune turns as do we, from children to full grown.
But it is only by falling that the waterwheel turns, the bird flies, and people fall in love. When we release ourselves of our loss, when we let go of what we’re carrying, when the wheel continues to spin carried by the Spirit of the river–life begins again…
Life always begins again, somewhere. And we all return to the river in time.
PRAYER
May we always remember that nothing can separate us from the Love of God. Amen.
DEVOTION AUTHOR
Jonathon McClellan
Order of St. Francis and St. Clare
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