With God we find treasure where the world just sees muck and mess. I just had to share this beautiful post.
This post was originally published on January 10, 2009. Access to this spot has since been closed for safety reasons, but we minister to people when we created treasured moments for them. Emma is now nine years old and going into fourth grade but still remembers going to the “beach.”
Most of us who grew up in New Orleans can remember Pontchartrain Beach. It was a place of fun and wonder for kids and adults alike. The Zephyr, Wild Mouse and, of course, the Beach are gone. The “Beach” bit the dust more than two decades ago. There is, however, a small remnant of the fun that still exists, and that’s where the treasure is found.
It is located across Lakeshore Drive from UNO. The small strip of sand and crumbling relic of what’s left of the “Ragin Cajun” still remain. A few days ago my grandaughter, Emma, wanted…
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