The Joy of Hanging Upside Down
The joy of hanging upside down is, in fact, a highlight for me. Odd isn’t it? Not at all. One thing I absolutely love—if you didn’t know this already about me—is that I absolutely love upside down roller coasters. The old wood ones that don’t go upside down don’t float my boat. In fact, even the water rides are boring. The ones that I enjoy are those that take my stomach out of my stomach and then place it back in my stomach after a few loops, turns, twists, and twirls. Sound fun?
Well, don’t be too jealous. Today is that day for me! I’m taking our youth group to 6 Flags Magic Mountain (here in LA) for the day of fun! In fact, last year I rode Tatsu (a crazy coaster that goes upside down several times [but still not enough!]) with another kid in our youth group 5 times in a row—we didn’t even get off the coaster! I plan, yes, I have the internal yearning, to conquer that record by going 7 times in a row tonight!
Pray for me—that my head stays attached because I start my PhD program in three days (Monday, August 31st) and I can’t afford to lose my head. Though, if I do lose my head, I claim with the apostle Paul:
2 Corinthians 5:8 8 we are of good courage, I say, and prefer rather to be absent from the body and to be at home with the Lord.
