Thank God for Roller Coasters

Last week, following the first week of school, my mother and I took my two children to Knoebels Grove (you pronounce the “k”). For my children it was their third trip to the park this summer. For those of you unlucky enough to have never heard of such a place, you must know that it is a hidden paradise in Central Pennsylvania. It’s free to enter, free to park, and my six and three year old children rode a huge variety of children’s rides for $9 each. That’s right – unlimited amusement park fun for less than $20 for the four of us.

Anyway, before the night ended at 10:00PM, I indulged in one single, $1.50 roller coaster ride. I stood in line for about five minutes in the special line for those who like the very first car, and then entirely on my own, I went for a roller coaster ride on the Phoenix.

What is the Phoenix? A beautiful wooden roller coaster originally built in 1947 as “The Rocket” in a San Antonio amusement park and moved in 1985 to Knoebels, it is known for it’s airtime and the delicious sensation of a wooden structure that shakes, sways, and rattles.

The ride begins with a short ride through a tunnel, which at 9:45PM is pitch black. The night was cool. The sky was clear. As we made the ascension in the comparative light, I stared up at the dark night sky and I said “Thank you God, for roller coasters”. And then I held on.

It’s been a good summer. I have had much to be thankful for and I love expressing my gratitude to the Father for each wonderful moment. But on that last day of my summer, I felt His presence most at the top of a rickety wooden hill, and I smiled.

<image credit themeparkreview.com because I was afraid to photograph while riding>

 

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