I remember going to the Michigan Renaissance Festival when I was a child with family. I loved watching the jousting, eating a turkey leg, having my face painted and taking in the sights and sounds all around.

The Rearview Mirror and Looking Ahead. I love the Indiana Jones movies. In the second movie, Dr. Jones faced a rickety rope bridge over a yawning chasm of doom. At times, I feel life is similar to that bridge. I am trying to keep my eyes forward, gripping the ropes tightly and stepping across gingerly as life sways back and forth. But how can you do it? Where does God fit into all this? What do I pray for? Thank you for allowing me to share. A day at a time, a step at a time.