BOATY MCFLOATY (WHAT WE SHOULD HAVE NAMED OUR BOAT)

Our river boat behind our Alaskan duplex 1951.

I heard a story about some teen aged boys who stole a boat and ended up drifting for eight days until they came to a deserted island.  They were rescued 15 months later.  Listen or read the transcript to the Breakpoint podcast by clicking here.

Speaking of islands, when I was seven years old, our family of 5, (before Davy and Wayne were here), would cruise in our river boat down the Chena River which ran through Fairbanks where we lived at the time. My sister, Evy, four years old, would not use the potty chair in the boat while we sailed.  Dad found an island which hadn't been flooded by the "break up" yet, (when all the ice and snow would melt).  We pulled the boat up on shore and found a private place to conceal the potty chair.  For some reason we left the chair on the island.  I assume we planned to use it next time we were near the island.  We would always refer to it as the "potty chair" island.

We may be stranded by coronavirus but we can still live in a civilized manner as those boys did in the above story.  We have time to read all the good books we have been meaning to read.  Most of all we can read what is true in the Bible.

II Timothy 3:16 All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness,