Take a Dare?

Would you take a dare to walk
across this snow covered
body of water?
It is not very wide.
Perhaps you would be fine.

I know something about this
place.  It was a quarry and
is quite deep.
I know something else.
This is the end of March.
Though some of the
snow is packed and
melted down so that
my footprints are
quite shallow,
the ice under that snow
is probably rotten.
You might make it
across.
You might not.

You know, this is how I
think about alcohol
consumption.

I know people who drink
for the pleasure of it.
I know people who
sedate themselves
with alcohol.
Christians have
said to me that the
Bible does not say not
to drink.
I know that.
What I don't know
is how deep the
water is under that snow,
nor how rotten the ice.
I might make it.
I might not.
There was a time when
"a nice wine" was
attractive to me.
Kind of like lovely
white snow.
Funny thing.
I tried that wine
and I hated it.

Then, I thought about
what I was doing.
I decided it was not worth
the risk.
Now, this is not to preach
abstinence to you.
I am just thinking about
the hidden dangers of
rotten ice.

Blessings
from
Aunt Lou