I was driving early yesterday in thick fog which sometimes blankets our part of the world when the seasons are changing and temperatures are just right. I’d beeen thinking and humming in my head the hymn based on Psalm 23, “He leadeth me, He leadeth me beside the quiet stream.” Then I turned on the radio to my favorite Christian station, and the song was about going through deep waters. Then I saw a delivery truck with the company logo, Sweet Water. then the next song played with the theme that God will wipe away our tears. Then I thought about the date, the first day of spring, and the little ditty that says April showers bring May flowers. I was approaching a red traffic light, grabbed the only piece of paper I could easily reach, a shopping receipt from a recent grocery run, and ideas for a book just flowed, literally, from my purple pen to the paper: sweat, showers, dewdrops, tears, floods, calm streams, gentle rain, cleansing baptism, raging rivers, erosion, cloudy skies. . .I think there’s a devotional book here, with relationships to other art forms: paintings, music (the utterly amazing flowing sounds from the cello section in last night’s concert as they played Tchaikovsky’s Fifth Symphony), bridges, erosion by water. My head is literally swimming with ideas. Too bad I have at least three other projects interfereing for attention right now, but I think this theme is worth exploring in a writing project.
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