I Think I See a Bear

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I've been AWOL again, and after only a few posts at that.  Our family moved.  It was just next door and downhill at that, but it was still a move.  I feel I should post about the obligatory things one posts about when moving:  too much stuff, lots of work, etc.  Instead, I'm reminiscing of my friend Derek Thomas.

We were in Fresno last year speaking at the California Conference on Reformed Theology.  Derek had the last session late on Saturday afternoon, then I whisked him away from his groupies--they can actually quote his sermons back to him from listening to so many MP3s.  We headed to Yosemite National Park in our rental PT Cruiser.  I was at the wheel and Derek was on the lookout for a bear.  We made it the park, forked over a significant amount of money just for an hour's drive, with Derek muttering about the merits of socialized leisure.  (Not really, he actually paid.)  We made it to Glacier Point just at sunset.  Both of us agreed it would have been better to have shared the moment with our wives, but as two theologians together we managed to enjoy the moment quite a bit.  Then we hopped back in the PT Cruiser and set out to find a bear.  We failed.  I finally suggested to Derek that he wrap himself in bacon and head off through the woods.  He pondered it for a moment before deciding against it.  We made it back to the hotel for dinner at ten, just in time to prepare for the Sabbath.

Moral of the story?  Whisk Derek away from one of the umpteen conferences he speaks at, telling him you know where he'll be able to see a bear.  Trust me, you'll have the time of your life.

Posted May 14, 2008 @ 6:50 AM by Stephen Nichols
TOPICS: friendship

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