FIELD TRIP


    Do you remember taking those trips? I went on a few myself growing up. One in particular stands out to me in my distant (won’t say how distant) memory. I was in the 4th grade as I recall and we lived in a small town in the northern part of North Carolina, Henderson. My dad was a Methodist minister and pastored 2 churches in the area and we lived on the outskirts of town about 5 or 6 miles on a country road. My school was a few miles away.
    For some reason, I missed the bus to go to school which led to me missing the bus for the field trip as well. So, off we went, me and my dad. I have 3 siblings and one was in school a year ahead but he must have caught the bus that I missed. The field trip was to a Jewish Temple for a tour. It’s as if it was yesterday in my mind.
    If my dad gave me one thing, it was courage or at least he thought I was courageous that day. It took about 15 minutes to get to town and through town to the Temple. My class had already arrived and started the tour. Remember, I was about 9 years old but probably a little sassy then as I am now or at least I’ve been told as much. 
    Literally he pulled up to the curb and I hopped out. He didn’t stop, walk me to the door or go in with me. Are you getting the picture? Hop out I did! I walked right up to that huge door and went inside. But my class was no where to be found at first. I was raised in church but a Jewish Temple and a Methodist Church don’t look too much alike and I was terrified. Lost, alone and in a very strange place. I remember the red velvet cushions on the benches, a huge curtain in red velvet and the amazing gold Ark and scrolls, etc.
    Don’t worry, I caught up with my group and rode the bus back to the school with my friends. My point in telling this story? Courage! I was fairly brave until I got inside and I kept going in spite of the unusual place I found my young self. I didn’t know a few years later the impact it would have on my adult life to keep going even if you find yourself lost, feeling alone or even terrified. I survived! Be “encouraged” and keep going.......

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  1. AnonymousMarch 25, 2021 at 12:51 PM

    The unknown can be frightening for sure. But when you take that first step in bravery it can change your life. Even if it is only in the recalling that makes you smile.

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  2. MitziMarch 28, 2021 at 2:43 PM

    Courage to face all of life’s uncertainties is difficult to cultivate at times. What a blessing that your dad instilled it in you at a young age.

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  3. MitziMarch 28, 2021 at 2:45 PM

    Courage to face all of life’s uncertainties is difficult to cultivate at times. What a blessing that your dad instilled it in you at such a young age.

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