I am so glad you stopped by! Scrolling through instagram, it’s pretty obvious that fall is around the corner, but I am clinging to summer time with both hands! It reminded me of when I was little and learning to swim. My mama would sit on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water so I could hang on and rest while playing in the big pool. I would wear a “bubble”, WAIT, lets discuss the “bubble.” Why I don’t have permanent scars on my stomach from buckling that hunk of styrofoam on my back in order to float is beyond me. Anyway, If I was at the pool, I wore the bubble. I still remember the day that I forgot to put my bubble on after lunch. My friends and I were not allowed to run, so we were walking at break neck speed and jumping into the big pool one by one like little ducks. But without the bubble, this little duck did not float back to the top. In the big pool I could not touch the bottom, and as hard as I tried I could not keep my head above water either. I could see my mama’s feet, but she was just out of my reach. I could even see her talking with Mrs. Louise. I remember thinking everything looked like it was moving in slow motion except for my feet and my panicking thoughts. Within seconds, though it felt like an eternity, the lifeguard came out of nowhere and swooped me up and put me in my mama’s lap. I’m not kidding you when I tell you I played in the baby pool for the rest of the summer. The baby pool was not nearly as much fun as the big pool, but it was safe. I could touch the bottom and my head was always above the water.On sundays we are studying the book of James verse by verse. James 1:2 says “Consider it all joy when you encounter various trial…” James 1:17 says “Every good thing bestowed, and every good gift is from above…” Reading that scripture, I can’t help but think if I stay in the baby pool where my head is always above water, I miss out on the joy of the big pool. In the big pool, or in that difficult time, it is a helpless feeling to not be able to touch the bottom or keep my head above water. However, I realize the trial is the gift, the good gift. It’s in that trial that I experience the Lord’s presence in an indescribable way. It’s there I am completely dependent on Him. It’s there I get to know Him more intimately and it’s there I fall a little more in love with Him. THAT is my gift, my Joy. So don’t stay in the baby pool too long!
Love love love Ruthie