I'm Not Going Back

The plan seemed awesome at the time because the clay was dry and easy to walk on. But after a week of rain things changed. Most people wouldn't try to walk on wet clay, but not me! I actually thought that wet clay couldn't stop me. I thought I could handle it.
On that fateful day, my daughter and I ventured out to try and get as close to the edge of the pond as we could. We didn't make it very far when we became hopelessly stuck. I don't remember who helped us out of our predicament that day, but there were big boards laid down for us to get back to solid ground.
The events of that day made a lifelong impact on me. Now, whenever I hear a song or read a scripture that has the words "miry clay" a picture of that day forms in my memory.
On that fateful day, my daughter and I ventured out to try and get as close to the edge of the pond as we could. We didn't make it very far when we became hopelessly stuck. I don't remember who helped us out of our predicament that day, but there were big boards laid down for us to get back to solid ground.
The events of that day made a lifelong impact on me. Now, whenever I hear a song or read a scripture that has the words "miry clay" a picture of that day forms in my memory.
- I remember when the wet clay had a hold of my feet and wouldn't
let go.
- I remember when I lost my balance, and fell down into the muck.
- And when I finally was free, I looked back over my
shoulder as I walked away. I remember thinking...I'm not going back.
Psalm 40:2-3 says
this, "He also brought me up out of a
horrible pit, Out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a
rock, And established my steps. He has put a new song in
my mouth—Praise to our God; Many will see it and
fear, And will trust in the Lord."
I don't know about you, but I remember and I'm Not Going Back!
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