It was another beautiful day so we took a picnic lunch down to the beach and laid out and read. It was so relaxing. After a couple hours we came back up. One of our "neighbors" brought us some fresh tomatoes and we started talking about Christianity. He said he believed Jesus Christ died for our sins. Scott invited him to conference tonight and he really considered it but decided not to. I didn't have any of right books to give to him but maybe we'll see him again this week since I picked up a couple at the conference.
Mom and dad were getting close so I went and took a shower and got dinner stuff set out. When they arrived Mom and I walked as far down the pier as we could. They really have it ripped up right now. I saw some type of fish in the water - basically just a flash of white. When we got back Scott grilled burgers and we visited. They left around 5:30 to head back to the hotel and get ready for the conference. We met at the community building at 6:30pm and got our back row seats. We chatted with Chris and Bruce. Matt and Sonya (some "tapers" from the UP) sat in front of us again this year so we visited with them some more. The lesson was sobering. It was about Israel in Jeremiah and Hosea's time and how the United States is paralleling many of their choices and errors. He said that "God's plan is still apart of our lives and regardless of where we find ourselves it is always there. It never fails and lets us down. It is truly an amazing love that is not dependent up on circumstances." It's amazing how applicable that is to every situation. It's applicable to my friend whose husband's health is failing; it's applicable to the hurricane victims in Houston and Florida; It's applicable to me and the tests that I am currently facing... Anyway tomorrow night he is going to give us the encouraging side of it. I think it will mostly be in Proverbs. I'm looking forward to hearing it. So about thirty minutes into the lesson, I need to cough. I cough as quietly as a can a couple times when I realize, that I can't breathe. One of the weirder experiences in my life. I'm thinking what am I going to do even thinking I might have to go the hospital. I take a deep breath and confess and ask God about ten times to take it away. Then I held my breath for a couple seconds and let it out really slowly like I was breathing through a straw. (Strategy someone taught me a long time ago, but it never works instantly.) In a matter of seconds, I was okay. It had to be a God thing... Then I start to get acid reflux which I haven't had very often but I survived that ... not as bad as not being able to breathe!
When the lesson was over we went out and were visiting with people... mostly standing there awkwardly because we don't know too many people. Scott starts talking to an older gentleman that was eating some cake. It turned out he was from Houston, up visiting his mother in Fort Wayne, Indiana and had a reunion to attend there on Saturday. He had attended this Michigan conference in 1978 when the Colonel was here. Anyhoo he was talking about having to leave tonight and sleeping in the Walmart parking lot for the night. So my kind and generous husband invites him to sleep in our camper with him. He insisted three or four times that we have plenty of room and he's more than welcome. Long story short, Philip, is sleeping on our pull out couch in the camper... Not saying this again is one of the stranger experiences in my life... Not sure what the morning will bring...
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