Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Thursday, August 21, 2003

Another sticky evening last night, so we took the kids over the lake again. Not too many people there, mostly people for some kids birthday party at the big shelter. It being so warm and humid, the water was just perfect. Although, it really cools off fast when the sun starts going down. Hanna didn't really want to go in the water, she was more interested in the waterworks thing. John spent a lot of time in the water. At one time he was jumping up and falling back to make a splash, and kinda tipped over and couldn't really stand back up and was kinda scared again, and he said "scare you" but he stayed out there and wanted to keep playing.

When they were done swimming, they played on the playground, although a couple other boys were there with some trucks and toy boats, driving them around on the sand, so John just wanted to go play with their toys.

I have my first deacon meeting tonight. Will see how that goes. I told the cell group that I didn't think I could continue as leader this year, as it's hard to Rhonda to come to, since we don't have any consistent reliable babysitter. I didn't want to just keep going by myself.

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