
Some of you may remember the lake there in Camdenton that we used sometimes in the summer on furlough. Everything is so blue and dark green! We have about two more weeks of enjoying it right now before we move to Kansas City, where it is still very green, but of course we won't live this close to a lake.
A couple weeks ago we spent the afternoon with my Uncle Marv and family on his pontoon boat. They brought the jet ski, and I decided to try it first riding behind my dad. That seemed to work fine, so then we decided to trade places. I got in the water, and then tried to cimb back on, which ended with the jet ski upside down and my dad in the water with me. We got it upright again, and finally managed to get back on and I was in front. Surely this would be easier than driving a car, which I've found to be fairly perplexing!
Anyways, I tried making it go forward at an appropriate speed as well as steering, but it was more like jolt...jolt... fast...slow...jolt all while trying not to tip over again. I ended up convincing my dad to take over from behind me, since his arms were long enough to reach. After several suggestions from him which I could not seem to implement, I pleaded "You do it!"
My all-encompassing lack of coordination was thus confirmed, although they said it would have been easier if I was by myself.
Maybe that was the problem. : )
Today we went out on the water in a canoe, successfully I might add, and I decided that it is my preferred mode of water travel. It is very simple, no starting and stopping, just lots of paddling or drifting. You can't tip it over unless you try really hard. Yay!
The jet ski thing suddenly reminded me of my relationship with God, not that everything has to be made into an object lesson, but it occurred to me, so I'll just say it.
I want to be involved in my life, and focused, but not in control. : )
