Rocky Mountain Climbing- I’m in NEED of Resurrection

The last couple of weeks have been really wild for my family.

Where to start…

We sold our condo in Colorado and got to see the first pictures of our new house being built, out of the ground walls and roof on. When I saw the pictures I was in tears to really start to believe that my adult dream of living in Colorado, permanently, is actually going to happen.

Then life happens.

We adopted a really cute Doberman puppy from our friend Sean Rae Allen who back from Iraq had his life too full to deal with this new addition. We took her to Colorado with us and have completely bonded with this rapidly growing bundle.

Last Wednesday Suzy was walking Missy, cute name don’t you think. Missy pulling hard on the lead, Suzy tripped falling forward and broke both of her arms just above the elbows. We spent the afternoon in the emergency room where they were only able to get an x-ray good enough to know one arm was broken. We got lucky the next morning though and got her into the best orthopedic group in Dallas where they confirmed what we thought, both arms were fractured. I would call it a stress fracture in nature, and as a result she didn’t need two casts, only hinged braces. The braces allow more flexibility and allow her to shower and get dressed on her own and speed the healing process as well. Other than looking a little like Robocop, she is adapting well to her hinges.

Thankfully my mother was between bridge tournaments and trips so she gracefully said she would come down to help us out for a few days.

Then on Saturday night my dear darling daughter in perpetual need of peer group stimulation was out late. Headed home she had only one bridge to go over, this being an important factor since it was icing and sleeting outside, and she didn’t quite make it. She slid sideways and pinned another much smaller car to her bumper. The other car spun, hit her again, spun and hit her pink Dodge truck each time in the same place. The Scion was overmatched by the Ram. Thankfully no one was hurt as both were traveling at very slow speeds, but on ice that doesn’t mean much.

So I traipsed out at 1 AM Sunday morning to retrieve Sarah and her friend, survey the damage and get everyone going home.

Monday night at 5 PM I started to shake, rattle and roll, not from listening to good music, but from the flu. I slept until about 11 PM, then couldn’t sleep for the next 3 hours, then slept off and on for the next 18 hours. I started doing a little work on Wednesday, but by 2 PM I was of to bed again.

My sleep was interrupted by my son. He had been horsing around with his buddies playing pool, something enterprising college students do instead of studying he tells me. He was trying to blow one of his shots into the pocket when another of his brain trust friends rolled a pool ball at him and shattered his front tooth… I am really not making any of this up… So much for the braces.

It took us a while with new insurance cards and with part of the town closed from early morning icing to find a place for him to get his tooth capped, but it does appear that he is going to be able to use his food ticket at the dorm again.

I’m in need of resurrection, and the song by Nicol Sponberg popped into my mind this morning.

The words are as follows:

I’m at a loss for words, there’s nothing to say
I sit in silence wondering what led me to this place
How did my heart become so lifeless and cold
Where did the passion go?

When all my efforts seem like chasing wind
I’ve used up all my strength and there’s nothing left to give
I’ve lost the feeling and I’m down to the core
I can’t fake it anymore.

chorus:
Here I am at the end I’m in need of resurrection
Only You can take this empty shell and raise it from the dead
What I’ve lost to the world what seems far beyond redemption
You can take the pieces in Your hand and make me whole again, again

You speak and all creation falls to its knees
You raise Your hand and calm the waves of the raging sea
You have a way of turning winter to spring
Make something beautiful out of all this suffering

chorus 2:
Here I am once again I’m in need of resurrection
Only You can take this empty shell and raise it from the dead
What I’ve lost to the world what seems far beyond redemption
You can take the pieces in Your hand and make me whole again, again

You have a way of turning winter to spring
Make something beautiful out of all this suffering

Please add the Price family to your prayers. My mother who has now reached saint status after putting up with all of us this week is headed back to her home in Missouri, please pray for a safe trip homeward for her too.

Out of all this suffering there has been no permanent damage to anyone or anything. We have been blessed with Sarah’s wreck not being any worse that it was, with Suzy still being able to use her hands and continue to work, with me having short term flu and with Keaton being so goofy we will laugh about his barroom pool fight for years.

We will make something beautiful out of all this suffering.

Love.

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