At the moment I snapped the image above a dark cloud cast it’s shadow on the river. The resulting contrast highlights the mountain in background giving us the impression of a destination within our reach. It’s when the darkness overshadows my life that I truly appreciate the goal ahead. It’s the shadow that that defines the light.
The dark times that come to us are like the passing clouds. They come and go. Without the shadow this would be just another image of the train trestle crossing the Gauley River. Without the rainy days the river would dry up and my mountains would be just another pile of rocks. The dark times in our lives bring the life giving rain and as it passes and light returns we can see how close we are to home.