A Summer’s Day


I haBigCliff_300d read Sandra Hilson’s Facebook post earlier about the Friday night dances at Coulee Dam city hall. Yes, church family, as a teenager I went to dances, but this is not a public confessional, but a series of thoughts. Driving home this afternoon it was hot! 92 degrees and humid in OKC. With high school years in the back of my mind, I began to think of summer in ’67 and ’68. My biggest concerns were mowing the yard and going swimming at Banks Lake or Lake Roosevelt. Brenda Elkins and I would drive the faded red ’56 Ford truck the family had or the ’60 Volvo out toward Electric City and stop at a spot along the road, grab a towel, and walk down a dirt path to a wonderful swimming hole at Banks Lake. The water was clear and cool and deep. The song’s we listened to were about having fun, and being involved, and being young.

Fast forward a few decades to today. Driving home in a Honda Odyssey, listening to different music, on a highway filled with thousands of drivers (not like the road to Electric City). I didn’t have a towel in the Honda, but I still wanted to go swimming.

I haven’t been swimming in over ten years. Cancer side tracked my thoughts of enjoying the water to whether or not I would survive. Hopefully, that doesn’t sound sad, because I didn’t mean for it to be sad. It is just a reality that millions of people have to deal with on a daily basis. I have been blessed. God has been with me all the way. I soon realized that every step along the way, God could have stopped it or He would allow it. And each step along the way, He showed His love for me. He put me in places I never would have volunteered for and meet people I never would have been able to meet. I have had the opportunity to talk with people, literally from around the world about the Lord. Doctors and nurses from Africa, Europe, South America and Choctaw, OK.

I have seen, through my church family, love and support and God used that to encourage me. And I want to encourage you!! If you are without faith, the Bible speaks of faith the size of a mustard seed. If you are without trust, you can trust the One would know the beginning from the end. And if you are tired, Jesus said, Come unto me, all who are tired and weary, and I will give you rest. Will you rest in Him?

Well, I don’t think my swimming days are over! Your’s are probably not either. Let’s meet at the swimming hole and talk about God’s greatness!! Come ON!!!

 

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