Popsicles for Two

Summertime . . . when the livin' is easy.

Summertime . . . when you can sit on the front stoop and eat popsicles wearing only underwear . . .



I remember years ago, as a new summer camp counselor, sharing stories of my faith journey with the other counselors.  When I closed my eyes and pictured Jesus, I always saw him sitting next to me on a porch swing, sipping lemonade.  There we were, Jesus and me, enjoying the comfortable silence of sharing a swing-built-for-two on a perfect summer afternoon.

That image has stayed with me -- comfortable, golden and smile-inducing.


Maybe next time we'll try some popsicles.