Thursday, March 12, 2009

Weekend Highs and Lows!

One of my fondest memories as a child was the times my family would load up in a beat up van and head out to the mountains to discover nature, climb hills that to us seemed to be Mount Everest and pretend we were archaeologist with large collection of polished rocks and fossils. This past weekend I was able to watch my children enjoy that same since of adventure. Judianna (7yrs) was a little scared at first as we climbed but Abram (4yrs) lead the way as if he had been there and climbed it before. As we climbed higher we found little coves where we hide inside and took pictures. Crazy looking rocks that stood forty feet high in wide open areas appeared to have been placed and frozen for all to wonder in amazement of the Creator of our universe. The kids picked up rocks as we went along and Judianna insisted that she was going to find gold in dried up water ways. Even in my pessimism I hoped she would. As we got closer to the top we would stop to look down and see how far we had climbed. We all felt each little hill was a mile stone. Praising each other on how far we had come. It was so quite and the view of distant mesas helped to remind us of how small we really are. As we neared the top we realized there was no safe way to climb any further. We were feeling a little defeated but quickly reminded that we had climbed for a couple hours and cactus bushes were beginning to become invisible. Our little leader was soon reminded that those little thorny bushes we pointed out at the beginning of the trip really do hurt. Luckily they were mostly stuck in his pants. Heading back seemed much hard to me because of the loose sand and gravity. Dave soon learned that rocks that appeared to unmovable can quickly roll out from under you. From a glance he was gracefully walking on top of a rolling rock. It wasn't until he landed feet sprawled in either direction and practically laying on his neck that I realized what had happened. I was shocked, worried, and wondering how the paramedics would ever find us if he had a back or neck injury. After a minute of asking are you okay fifty times. He assured me he was and we all began to laugh! Just to let you know I got a picture of that also! The trip down went a lot faster than the trip up. Two hours up and thirty minutes down. Isn't funny how life is kinda that way. It feels like to takes forever to accomplish something. My Christian life has been a mountain. Always wanting to reach that top. Were God can say "well done my faithful servant". There has been many large cactus bushes in my path and plenty of times were I ended up on my back but through it all I have a Savior who picks me up attends to my wounds. So I'll close in prayer. Dear precious Heavenly Father, I humbly come before you announcing to the world that you Lord amazes me. That I am in constant awe of you! Thank you God for sending your son to die for a sinner like me. I thank you Lord that you dwell within me and that you will never leave me. Thank you for my husband and children! May I be what you want me to be. I say all this in your Holy name, amen