While I was in Railay, I was walking up and down the beach and listening to my ipod and this song by Brad Paisley and Dolly Parton came on and brought me to tears thinking of those I love who have passed on. I thought that I would share this song because I think anyone who has lost a loved one can take comfort from the lyrics and know that all of our loved ones are in a better place.
"When I get where I'm goin"
When I get where I'm going
On the far side of the sky
The first thing that I'm gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly
I'm gonna land beside lion
And run my fingers through his mane
Or I might find out what it's like
to ride a drop of rain
Chorus:
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin
They'll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin
Don't cry for me down here
I'm gonna walk with my Granddaddy
And he'll match me step for step
And I'll tell him how I've missed him
Every minute since he left
And then I'll hug his neck
Chorus:
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin
They'll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin
Don't cry for me down here
So much pain and so much darkness
This world we stumble through
All these questions I can't answer
And so much work to do
But, when I get where I'm goin
And I see my Maker's face
I'll stand forever in the light
Of his Amazing Grace!
Yeah when I get where I'm goin
But, when I get where I'm goin
They'll be only happy tears
I will love and have no fear
Chorus:
Yeah when I get where I'm goin
They'll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin
Don't cry for me down here
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Today I am grateful for...
My Husband! He is so incredible, this trip has brought us so much closer, we really enjoyed "our time," because we haven't had many oppurtunities to just be "us." Taylor is the most patient, selfless, and loving person that I have ever met, I feel so blessed to have been led to him and to have the chance to spend forever with him.
Being an American! After this vacation, I have become so aware of how lucky I am to have been born in a free Country; seeing the poverty and the things some of the people I've met have to do to survive has really opened my eyes. We are so blessed to have leaders who aren't corrupt(we'll see how it goes with Obama)and who won't wake up one day and decide to wipe out an entire race. I thank the Lord for my freedom and for all that I have, my life is truly rich.
My Thumbs!! I never realized how much I used my thumbs until that dang rock fell on one of them. Let me tell you, it really kinda sucks, because you have to figure out new ways to do very simple things like: putting pants on, putting my hair up, opening a water bottle (I had to have Taylor open them for a day or two after the accident, it was so sad!) So I'm glad that I have the use of all my limbs!!
Being an American! After this vacation, I have become so aware of how lucky I am to have been born in a free Country; seeing the poverty and the things some of the people I've met have to do to survive has really opened my eyes. We are so blessed to have leaders who aren't corrupt(we'll see how it goes with Obama)and who won't wake up one day and decide to wipe out an entire race. I thank the Lord for my freedom and for all that I have, my life is truly rich.
My Thumbs!! I never realized how much I used my thumbs until that dang rock fell on one of them. Let me tell you, it really kinda sucks, because you have to figure out new ways to do very simple things like: putting pants on, putting my hair up, opening a water bottle (I had to have Taylor open them for a day or two after the accident, it was so sad!) So I'm glad that I have the use of all my limbs!!
Friday, December 5, 2008
My very close call in Reilay.
This morning, Taylor went to take a lead climbing course (which means that he was learning to set the routes for climbs, so he and I can go if we want) and I followed along to take some action shots. This is a very special occasion, because as many of you know, Taylor took a very bad fall about six years ago while lead climbing and had to have 25 stitches in his face and arms, so he was setting out to conquer his fear! I felt very proud.
I was sitting on a rock while the instructor was teaching Taylor how to tie a knot at the top of the climb and there was another instructor setting a route REALLY high up, I mean REALLY, REALLY high up and I was just minding my own business and looking down at the ground. Then there was this really loud crash and the guy that was climbing didn't holler "ROCK!" or anything and a ten our fifteen pound rock came down and hit my left thumb and then bounced down and hit my right foot. It hurt so badly, I immediately started to cry and my hand was shaking. The instructor and Taylor hurried to my side and lead me down the hill, they kept asking "are you okay??" I was crying so hard, but just kept saying, "I think so." The instructor sat me down, and his climbing assistant, Mark put some tiger balm on my foot and my thumb, which soothed it as much as it could. They brought ice down and placing my thumb into the ice was excruciating, it made me cry, I just had to remember to breath and Mark was placing ice on my foot at the same time. Mark took such good care of me, she was so attentive the entire time, I was so grateful to her. Taylor was so concerned; poor guy hasn't had good luck lead climbing. First, he gets hurt and then when he works up the courage to do it again, and his wife gets hurt. My thumb has a good size dent in it, the nail is actually down in the skin behind the nail and there is a little piece of rock inside the hole, it hurts pretty bad as a sit here and type. My foot is a little swollen, but it feels pretty okay now.
Once the pain subsided, I just started balling again, I was so grateful, I felt so lucky. I had no broken bones, and if that rock had come a foot or two back, it would have hit my head and could have killed me... I am so grateful to the Lord for watching over me and that the wounds were so minor. All part of the adventure right? I guess I can say that now, but I am so grateful. Our camera is broken, but what's a camera, when you are safe? It's replaceable and it's our last day here. Well, that's my story. Love you all!
I was sitting on a rock while the instructor was teaching Taylor how to tie a knot at the top of the climb and there was another instructor setting a route REALLY high up, I mean REALLY, REALLY high up and I was just minding my own business and looking down at the ground. Then there was this really loud crash and the guy that was climbing didn't holler "ROCK!" or anything and a ten our fifteen pound rock came down and hit my left thumb and then bounced down and hit my right foot. It hurt so badly, I immediately started to cry and my hand was shaking. The instructor and Taylor hurried to my side and lead me down the hill, they kept asking "are you okay??" I was crying so hard, but just kept saying, "I think so." The instructor sat me down, and his climbing assistant, Mark put some tiger balm on my foot and my thumb, which soothed it as much as it could. They brought ice down and placing my thumb into the ice was excruciating, it made me cry, I just had to remember to breath and Mark was placing ice on my foot at the same time. Mark took such good care of me, she was so attentive the entire time, I was so grateful to her. Taylor was so concerned; poor guy hasn't had good luck lead climbing. First, he gets hurt and then when he works up the courage to do it again, and his wife gets hurt. My thumb has a good size dent in it, the nail is actually down in the skin behind the nail and there is a little piece of rock inside the hole, it hurts pretty bad as a sit here and type. My foot is a little swollen, but it feels pretty okay now.
Once the pain subsided, I just started balling again, I was so grateful, I felt so lucky. I had no broken bones, and if that rock had come a foot or two back, it would have hit my head and could have killed me... I am so grateful to the Lord for watching over me and that the wounds were so minor. All part of the adventure right? I guess I can say that now, but I am so grateful. Our camera is broken, but what's a camera, when you are safe? It's replaceable and it's our last day here. Well, that's my story. Love you all!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)