All of a sudden, people in dress clothes surrounded us. As I looked around, a man in a t-shirt and shorts jumped into the river. Next, two people in robes jumped into the river.
Splash! Sploosh! Dunk! Then, they jumped out and there were gone. It was a baptism in the river. If you blinked, you would have missed it. I do not think the kayakers even noticed!
It was a blessed event on a beautiful day on the banks of the San Marcos river. This is the river where I worship. If you ever need to see God's plan, come visit me. I will show you the wonders of a spring-fed river.