I have found something quite peculiar about the charming downtown of Greenville, South Carolina. I have been there twice in the past month.
Did I say Charming?
It has the cutest streets, the neatest shops, and lovely architecture. I am truly a sucker for downtown areas, any downtown especially when “historic” is rubbed into the description.
On our first trip we were walking along the streets with a few hours to spare before sound check at our downtown venue.
My husband and I and the rest of the band were “oohhhing” and ahhhing” over the cupcake shops, old fashioned general store, and elaborate toy shop when we saw a sign bearing the picture of a waterfall. Say what?
That’s right, the sign was pointing to a water fall just down the way. We all laughed at the thought of a waterfall sitting in the middle of this lively downtown.
We strolled along continuing to enjoy the sights and sounds, when we saw it up ahead.
I forgot that a few steps before I was in town, my feet continued to take me down the steps and over a bridge, I was so captivated by the magnificence.
All I could say is, “I can’t believe it is sitting right here in the middle of town.”
I mean, waterfalls are usually in the wilderness surrounded by grass carpet, hills and trees as far as the eye can see. Right?
I continued to marvel at this beauty, I took pics and I stood in front, listening to the water fall and watching it seamlessy pour over the rocks. I began to feel a bit of peace.
I continued to say to myself, “This is so odd”
We made the trek back to the channel as I set my mind to ponder thoughts of settlers and early town developers and I muttered a gentle “duh”, to myself – I mean what smart developer would not set up shop near a beautiful waterfall?
Just a few moments of watching the wonder of the fall and you feel refreshed, not to mention the benefit of abundant water in those early days.
The following weekend we were back in Greenville with the whole family. We spent hours downtown eating cupcakes, trying to find the perfect toy in the toy store, becoming extremely thirsty and hot.
When we’d had enough, we made the trek to the falls. The kids played in the wading area while I sprawled out on a quilt to read.
I tried to read some scripture and I kept looking up at the waterfall, I was captivated so I began to listen to see if the Lord was trying to tell me anything.
This is what I heard,
I want to be like this waterfall in your life, I want to be smack dab in the MIDDLE of your busy life, so close and part of the days when you are thirsty, hungry and tired.
I want you to know exactly where to go when the bustle of daily life is overwhelming, when decisions are weighing heavily on you, when you just need to breath.
I don’t want to be far away from you – I want to be highly accessible to you. I have made myself close, won’t you dive into the refreshment I am providing?
Just, come, sit and listen. I may speak, I may not, but I am always here.”