Yesterday, the brutality of the summer heat ticked me off and sent me over to the dark side. But, not today.
Today, I’m staying away from the heat. I’m thinking about the sweet side of summer – convertables, watermelon, and time off.
And who doesn’t love a swimming hole? Here’s my short today.
The First Time
Behind the Baptist Church in Whynot, Jesse waded in the river of his baptism. His skin chill bumped from the cool water and tingled at the promise of summer delights – like sweet Lula Mae, home from her first year in college, whose head bobbed ahead of him.
“Come all the way in, Jesse. The water feels so good,” she coaxed.
He removed his tee shirt and flung it on the shore where it caught on a branch and waved like a white flag. He plunged in before he could say, “I’m coming.” His dive splashed her, and she giggled.
When his head resurfaced, her cheeks apple blushed. He dove again, this time he held her ankles and dragged her, flailing and laughing, to the lee side. There he would experience a baptism of another sort.
Lula Mae christened him under the birch trees. With this single act, she enlightened him to the beauty and godliness of his body. In the grass where he lay, he heard his soul sing.
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