"IT'S GREAT TO BE ALIVE!” The words echoed through out campsite. It was o’early thirty and I was a counselor on a summer hiking trip.
We were surrounded by God’s beauty in the mountains of Colorado. Camping atop a mountain, looking down over a sparkling lake, seeing snow capped mountaintops and lush green foliage everywhere. A beautiful waterfall was just a short rock climb away. Surrounded by God’s beauty it seemed the perfect song to sing.
Barely out of my teens myself, I got that we were in a special place but not how truly great it was to be alive. Today, this Memorial Day, I feel like I know just a little bit more.
All those years ago, my whole life stretched out before me like an endless highway. Today I’ve come quite a ways down that road. I still can’t see the end but I can’t see the beginning anymore either.
I’ve had brushes with the edge and some mighty close calls. I don’t have to be surrounded by extreme nature to sing a song anymore. I can be surrounded by four squealing voices in a man made swimming pool in the Texas heat.
Yet, it’s great to be alive!
“This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24