Desperate times call for desperate measures

"Mom and dad" got together to formulate a plan. The plan was to send two people down in search of a stream to get water. Chuck and Dan went back-tracking to find the trail markers or to figure out where we got screwed up. The rest of us would just sit tight and rest. The water was found and we drank our fill.

We were sitting about a half an hour, wondering how nice it would be if Chuck and Dan came back with the good news that they found the trail, and the next sound we heard was, “Yahoo! We found it!”

Chuck and Dan had found the path. We had gotten on an old path and had missed the sharp turn of the correct path. So we all hiked back up and found what we thought was the path. I was in the back, and I realized the path looked mighty familiar. There was another path we thought we had already crossed, but we didn’t.

So pretty early on and after I recognized two familiar signs, I told Chuck and we all realized we’d been there. We got back to where we were and took the correct path. We finally got it right. Praise the Lord!