I was about 20 years old when I went to my first Christian Music Festival called Creation ‘87. I came with my sister and brother. It was wholesome (my experience) but I was a bit nervous in the crowd.

The music acts were great even though I could hardly get a good look at them.

Then there was the deluge of rain that came as a relief because it was so hot. The dusty ground turned to mud. No one seemed to mind.

I don’t know how, but my sister wore blisters on her feet. Her shoes must have been wrong for the occasion.We made it to my brother’s car and started the long drive back to the family farm. My brother was so tired driving that he played the tape from Beverly Hills Cop over and over to stay awake. My sister and I talked to him to keep him alert. He actually did ok and we arrived safely.

This was the only fun activity I ever did with my siblings. It is a nice memory that I will treasure.