Lost Swimmer

 

July 30 from my journal

 I ‘m 17 and the waterfront director at a Boy Scout camp. The counselors had left the water for lunch. My assistant says there is still a nametag on the board. Go check his campsite while I check the water.

On my fourth dive, I see the body several feet below me. I gasp, lose my air and re-surface. My heart is pounding. I take a deep breadth and dive straight down, arms extended. As I near the bottom the body is a towel draped over some rocks. When I surface my assistant is walking on the dock and tells me our missing person is at the dinning hall. My reaction is how heaven feels about a new believer.

"Rejoice with me for I have found my sheep which was lost." (Luke 15:6)