Stuck

 

It was 1985 and my son Phillip and I went to a father-son retreat at Camp Fairview near Athens, Tennessee.  We had a great time with good preaching, good singing and good fellowship.  Did I mention good food?  Saturday afternoon we all went out near the pond.  Some men had their shotguns and killed skeet.  That’s what skeet shooting is, isn’t it?  Anyway, Phillip and I went around the upper part of the pond where the spring was feeding into some cattails.  Phillip had some old tennis shoes on, so I let him wade out into the water.  But soon, he became mired down in the mud, which was a foot or so deep.  He was almost waist deep in water and stuck.  I started out to get him, but he got free and came walking out with mud all over his legs … but with no shoes.  There was no way to find them in that mud.  And why would we want those old shoes all covered with mud?  Hey David said in Psalm 40:1&2, “I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.’  But wait, there’s more!  In verse 3 he said, “ And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God …”  Has the good Lord brought you up out of a horrible pit?  If He has, then sing His praises!  Hey, I’ll do it right now!  God is so good to me!  How about you?