Growing up in an age of innocence followed by one of the most violent decades in American history was a bitter mix. The 1960s were a major turning point in the history of our country when social upheaval dominated the landscape. Having one foot in the fifties and one in the sixties became a difficult path to walk.
Where were you when the world spun out of control?
I was there.
There is a time for all of us when the clock stopped with the unforgettable moments that changed our world. I’m old enough to remember when the first man entered space, when President Kennedy was assassinated and Martin Luther King had a dream.
When there was no peace on earth, so we went to the moon.
When there was no peace on earth, so we went to Max Yasgur’s hog farm.
When my world didn’t make sense two score and five years ago and that this weekend is the 45th anniversary of Woodstock.
So, some went to outer space while I went to a little piece of earth in upstate New York to hide in the middle of a half million people dancing in the mud.
It was around the time I was trying to outwit Omnipotence, but somehow God found me.
Looking back on the turbulent times of my world then and the world I live in now, I wonder why. . . why hundreds of thousands of young people congregating in a mud-drenched field, dealing with food shortages, unsanitary conditions and torrential rain, didn’t have so much as a fight break out –and why everyone helped one another.
Today we’re at war with ourselves.
I continue to believe everyone experiences their own Woodstock along the way as they look for what they can’t find.
Five years ago I returned to what was once Yasgur’s Farm in Bethel. Strangely enough the word bethel means sacred ground. It was a place I stopped along my sacred path leading to the house of God . . . although it took many turns in the road to get there.
While chasing music and futility, the faithful God of heaven was chasing me. Six years after Woodstock, wallowing in muddy grace, I caught a glimpse of crumbs leading to Glory and my life changed forever. Struck with wonder of an awesome God.
Excerpt from new release #Crumbs Along the Broken Path (available on Amazon).
Do you believe God can re-do you?
Verna
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