Four foot swells lifted our raft perpendicular to the large boulder we paddled to avoid. In spite of the guide, the ride was tricky and rife with danger. But, than we were only teenagers. Honestly, I don't know what we were thinking that Spring day when myself and five other close friends took a road trip to ride the Cheat River in West Virginia.
Never mind it was our first white water rafting adventure. We also had to choose the Class 5 rapids on our first attempt. Crazy right?
The wet suits did the trick to keep us warm against the frigid temperatures in the water, but paddling in sync put us into a sweat. All in all, it was a thrilling trip.
Believe it or not, it was at the end of our hard earned exercise that I learned my greatest lesson. High from the adrenaline coursing through our veins, we jumped into safe waters.
I didn't jump in but my sister's boyfriend did. We were told to jump with our toes pointed up so as not to get caught in the bedrock on the bottom of this tributary.
The water continued to rush by at a good clip and our friend mistakenly caught the tip of his foot between two rocks. The current pushed his head down as he worked to free himself. While we all laughed and joked from relief, this guy was fighting for his life.
Who knows how long he labored to free himself from the danger just underneath the comparatively smooth surface at the bottom of the rapids. He said it felt like an eternity.
Isn't that the way life can work sometimes? Just when we get through the tough stuff and into victory that's when we get snared? By the victory through pride, selfish ambition forgetting where we came from?
This is ever apparent to me as I see one famous, rich or powerful person come full circle and fall into disgrace.
Let's commit to do this~
Psalm 35: 5&6