Dear friends,

Well, I wanted to write this down before I forget and it is a story that I would like to forget. While we were on our last visit to Tabou, we were staying at a place call Grand Berebi right on the ocean. We were all on the beach; Derrick, Erin and I. Cindy was laid up under a palm tree reading. Some huge rocks about twenty yards from the shore line had my attention and, you guessed it, I had to get on top of one of those bad boys. Derrick had enough sense not to do it, but little Erin followed her Daddy out to the first little rock and she parked it there. I decided I would go for it. I had to move in between the waves because I could not see the bottom with the foam from the waves. I gingerly climbed on top of that big rock just sitting there taking it all in; looking back every now and then to check on Erin. Well, really to make sure Erin saw Daddy on the big rock.

The waves started getting a little abusive and I decided I wasn’t going to take it anymore. Here’s my second mistake. The first was to go out there. I turned my back to the waves and it rolled me so quick, the only thing to do was to try and protect the rocks from my hard head; though it did put a new meaning to the song “He Will Roll You Over the Tide”. As I made my way up to the surface, I could not stand because the water had washed away the sand between the rocks. Every time I would get one foot on a rock another wave would knock me down. While all of this was going on, I noticed that Erin was not on her rock. For you see she had been knocked off, after she saw pops go down. It seemed like forever before I could get to her. Finally we escaped and we decide to go show our wounds to the nurse. She wanted to know when did all this happen. She had not seen a thing (probably the salt air anesthetized her).

I believe if I would have hung on to the rock I would have been fine; but I did not and, therefore, ended up in dangerous territory. Any time we stray away from the Rock we end up on shaky ground. Jesus said in Matt 7:24-25, “Whoever heareth these sayings of Mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon the rock: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon the rock.” Your house and mine is no better than the foundation it sits on. Oh, how our foundation needs to be in Christ so that everything else will hold together. The rain, floods, and wind do and will come in life. And sometimes they do beat against the house but it will not fall when it’s built upon the Rock, Jesus Christ.

Hopefully, the next letter will have some meat in it from an intellectual revelation and not a stupid mistake like this one but I have a feeling that sooner than later you will get a laugh or two from another like this. It is always a joy when I am able to see Christ and His teachings in everyday life and it’s a joy to be able to share them with you.

Thank you for your prayers, encouragement and emails. We miss you more than you know. May you receive God’s richest blessing, knowing His Son, Jesus Christ.

Guy DeMars

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