I assume many of us have the experience of sitting by some water, be it a grand ocean or a small pond in the park, and feeling a quietness and silence come across the water that make us just sit there and think, remember, reminisce, meditate or whatever you want to call it. There is something about being by the water that helps us be alone with our thoughts, be they glad, sad or somewhere in between. Like the old song by Otis Reading, “Sittin’ in the morning sun, I’ll be sittin’ when the evening comes, Watching the ships roll in, Then I watch them roll away again”. In the Psalms it speaks about God leading us beside the still waters, and how they sat by the waters of Babylon, weeping and remembering their home far away. Even the water fowl seem to get silent by the waters.