The Summer I Had jesus
By Naomi McPeters
The summer I had Jesus, Jake Baxter plunged down a waterfall and died, his body swept downriver and
not found until 2 days later.
I plunged into a type of grief that shattered my bones though I hadn't known him all that well. I found a
classroom to cry in and there, God met me. God was all I had. I didn't want anything else.
The summer I had Jesus I had my bad days but every day I met with Him in the morning. Every day I
faced with Him behind me, Him before me.
The summer I had Jesus I cast all burdens aside.
The summer I had Jesus I was completely, wholly, alive.
That summer, I tried.
Now, I wonder if He died.
Or if I did.