Jennifer K. Lewis
Memory …the Diary “We All Carry About With Us. Oscar Wilde
It was a hot, muggy day in August. For four high-spirited kids, the heat of the day never pushed our brakes. Excitedly, the Lewis crew scampered to the back-forty to discover whatever we could muster.
As usual, we had no clue what we were looking for, but it really didn’t matter ~ we would know when we stumbled-upon the finding. The natural grounds of the unsoiled back-woods always provided abundant hunts and pacified active children’s quests.
We were joyfully skipping and frolicking along at the edge of the majestic cornfield. Near the edge of the cornfield, a rambling creek twisted and winded its way through the woods. This creek was so cool! It narrowly began at the far west corner of our land and continued to widen as it rambled through nearly forty acres. The widening creek joined forces with a much larger creek at the distant east corner of our acreage.
“You are A Child Of God … You Are Dearly Loved, and Precious In His Sight, Before God Made You … He Knew You. There Is No One Else Like You.” Psalm 139:16
My big sister, Colleen and I decided to go wading in the creek to cool off. Sliding down the eroded embankment, Colleen felt something sharp stick her in backside. Then, low-and-behold, it almost jumped-out at us … we found what we thought was an arrowhead. (arrowheads are mighty hard to come by – even when you are hunting them; nevertheless, we were lucky to unearth this bright, colorful arrowhead. (usually, arrowheads are found in or near creeks because the Indians made their camps along these water sources.) It even had the full point and was in pristine condition.
We knew our all-knowing Dad could confirm our mysterious find! (Dad knew everything). Momma could identify it too! (they were actually pretty smart ~ for old people).
“In His Grace, God Has Given Us Different Gifts For Doing Certain Things Well.” Romans 12:6-8
Brother Kerry was laughing as he darted in and out of the rows of corn. It seemed the brothers were busy playing some silly game.
For some strange reason, the boys had targeted a specific cornstalk. With persistent determination, they pulled and twisted it until it finally broke free as the deep roots had stretched into the solid ground.
Billy started waving the cornstalk around pretending it was a ‘flag.’ Bill held the long stalk high up in the air and kept waving it back-n-forth yelling, “flag”, “flag.”
(I couldn’t help but giggle at his way-out-there imagination!) (Billy got excellent grades in school and all the rest of us Lewis kids could reason was that his bizarre imagination had been culminated as a result of some scientific or biological event, (or something like that.) Billy always ‘challenged things’ and played on the extreme fringes.
We were just too hot. Mom said she was making a Big pitcher of lemonade for us whenever we got back to the house. Last night, Mom had helped Colleen and I make a double batch of old-fashioned oatmeal and chocolate chip cookies.
Visions of indulging in several thick nutty cookies along with a tall, glass of cold lemonade sure invited our appetites. (after all, we had been playing really hard).
Kerry exclaimed, “last one back to the house is a rotten egg!” So, we started running as fast as our little legs would go …
“I want to go back to believing in everything and knowing nothing.” Dr. Seuss
Growing In Christ,
Jennifer K. Lewis
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3 thoughts on “CORNFIELD IMAGINATION ”
Another lovely memory Jen! Isn’t wonderful remembering the days of our youth? Do you still have that arrowhead? Looking forward to more of your memories😊
Thanks for sharing you eye issues. Rather than send each one a notice, try to write a post about it for your blog. That will notify all of us at once. I had wondered why I hadn’t heard from you lately. Of course, when I looked at your blog I found I had overlooked this one. Your a good story writer, please take your time writing but don’t stop. Post when you can. Are you going to get the cataract removed? I’ll be praying for you!
I believe your dad is right! You have the talent to write. Even if you self publish like I did it is a wonderful feeling of accomplishment to have it done. I have so many writing ideas in my head, I’ll never get them all written down. You’re probably the same way, lol. Once you get your eyes corrected there will be no more excuses, lol. Keep your head up, shoulders back and a smile on your face. I’m beginning to feel some of that old age fun too😂