An Answered Prayer

On Memorial Day, we went canoeing with Kevin's sister's family. Kevin and I were in a canoe with Anna and Taylor, and Rick and Amy took Ryan and Dallin. The ride downriver was leisurely and fun. The ride upriver was a bit more difficult. Our canoe wasn't very stable and it was very difficult to steer. We had a number of close calls where we nearly tipped over, but managed to be okay. Then we got a bit tangled in a tree and lost our balance and out we went into a very cold river. I lost my flip flops and ruined my phone. I was a bit frustrated at these girls that were running on the trail next to the river. When I got to the shore with Anna, I asked them if they had a cell phone and they just kept running and called back, "No! Sorry!" I was hidden behind some thick trees, so they couldn't see my disheveled appearance and missing shoes and little girl sobbing, but whatever.

Kevin was able to yank the canoe back to the bank, but I couldn't see him because the trees were so thick. Anna and I started walking down the trail, and we saw Taylor coming towards us. My feet were burning up on the hot pavement and the bugs were eating us alive. It was miserable! I wish I would've had a camera to capture the expressions on the kids' faces when we told them they had to get back in the canoe since it was the only way home. They did not want to get back in at all. We decided to say a prayer that we could make it back safely. The bugs still bit me, I was still cold, and my shoes didn't magically reappear, but we made it back to the dock safe and sound. I don't think I'll be canoeing again any time soon!

*Thanks to John for the picture. See the canoe of people all messed up in the trees way back there? That was us.