Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Memories Rewind: Endlessly Spinning


I skipped over to the merry-go-round at the park. The other kids became tiny blurs as I whirled around and around. Suddenly, the dirt underneath my feet looked like a faraway land with rocks and pebbles.

I held on tight as Mama leaned into to push us. Caught up in a daydream of a land filled with beautiful flowers and flowing dresses, my hand slipped from the rusty railing.

Bam! My body dropped onto the wood underneath me with a resounding thud. Unable to stop the merry go round without throwing everyone off, Mama waited until the merry go round slowed to a stop. My leg was dangling on the side as I tried to heave my body closer to the center. What happened next was a true act of teamwork. All I could see was a mash of hands reaching for me. Black hands and white hands were encircling me until it was safe to get off.

This reminded me of the body of Christ. We come from all different backgrounds: rich, poor, Caucasian, Hispanic, and African American. What you may not realize is we all had someone who cared enough not to let us slip into oblivion. Men and women loved us even when we pushed them away.

As I got up to get off the ride, I was a little woozy. Taking my hand, Mama and the other kids pulled me to my feet. That day is just as vivid today as it was almost 10 years ago. Things can change in an instant in this life, and I'm glad to be surrounded by caring friends and family.

How about you, reader? Any scary experiences on a ride when you were younger?

1 comments:

shelley said...

hi there sweetie,
how are you doing? wow! what a scary experience... glad you came out of it ok! glad you had lots who love you around to help!
:)
shelley