My folks had a cabin in the
, and each summer we would
vacation there for at least a week and sometimes for the long week ends. It was secluded and only one neighbor, an old
retired army man. Stanislaus Forest
The first few visits there was NO cabin, and we slept under a makeshift tent and cooked at an outside fireplace my dad had created with rocks and a large piece of metal. The metal would get hot from the fire underneath, and we would enjoy fried potatoes, bacon and eggs for breakfast and a pot of beans for dinner.
Each time we visited, my parents would bring lumber and other materials and they began to build a small cabin. Later my uncle helped them to build a larger house with more sleeping and eating quarters. By then we had electricity and could cook inside.
My teen age cousins would come with us and one adventurous day, when we were about fourteen years old, my girl cousin and I put on our bathing suits and walked down a trail about half a mile away where the creek widened into a place where we could swim and enjoy the sunshine.
Large boulders went up the side of the hill where trees and bushes gave us a sense of privacy, and we felt safe to sun ourselves on huge flat rocks at the waters edge.
We decided to be brave and remove our suits so we could tan without tan lines. Then we would jump into the water as little water nymphs, and laugh at our nakedness. Although I didn’t believe it, for a joke I suggested to my cousin that perhaps we were being watched.
We would duck down in the water and yell, “We can see you, and you can’t hide from us. You had better come out now.” Getting bolder we declared, “We are not kidding, you better show yourself now.”
Suddenly to our surprise, a young man stood up at the top of the hill where he had been hiding in the bushes - - - - and we screamed at the top of our lungs.
Apparently my cousin had mentioned at the fire station that we had a cabin near Brown’s place and the young teen boy whose parents worked there, decided to visit us. Mother had told him where we were swimming, but she did not know the context of our swim.
The boy declared up and down that he hadn’t seen anything and had just gotten there, but we didn’t believe him. We made him turn his back while our suits were hastily put back on. That ended our swim session for that day.
There are times in live when we think no one is watching and we try to get away with things that do not suit our best behaviour. The sad thing is that others are looking at us as examples.
God himself never takes his eyes off us, so we are caught in a catch two situation when we veer off the path of righteousness. If we stumble, we can hopefully quickly get up and get back where we should be with God. Don’t allow yourself to be caught naked before him.