Camping
Our family just got back from camping in the mountains of Colorado. OK, let me clarify, we stayed at a campground that rented cabins with full kitchens, a living room, running hotwater and a coffee maker. My wife thinks we were 'roughing' it. Especially since we didn't have cell phone reception.
We went fishing, hiking, toasted smores by the fire and my daughter learned that belly flopping into a mud puddle is not the best idea in the world. It looks deep but there's only a couple inches of water.
I did a lot of fishing with my buddy Larry who is basically a pro fly fisherman. He can catch a humpback whale with is fly rod. Me, on the other hand, caught some bushes that were behind me with my fly rod. I lost more flies than I care to remember. Actually, I lost count so I can't remember.
But we didn't catch anything that week. Apparently, all the fish were in the middle of the lake at the bottom because the lake had dropped about 6 feet in the last month. We were fishing off shore so we didn't stand a chance of landing anything.
Just as the lake dropped, sometimes our lives come across trouble. When that happens, get to the deepest and safest part of your life as you go through that time. Your family, friends and most importantly, our Lord.
