Interesting Weekend
Most people who read my blog will already know about this, but for those of you who haven't heard, I have had an interesting weekend.
It was our church weekend away in Wales.
It is always interesting sharing with families you have not shared with before, and we had a great tiem getting to know people better.
Saturday afternoon is always left free for people to do whatever they want, either individually or in a group, etc.
My husband and I decided to walk up the "mountain" that is right by the site. I say "mountain" in inverted commas because strictly speaking it is not a mountain at only 1542 feet, mountains have to be 2000 feet, but all the signs marking the route call it a mountain, so I will too. To understand the significance of this you have to understand just how much I have been limited physically these last few years. With the fractured tailbone and resulting back pain, my weight, pain in my feet and legs from fallen arches, and the sleep apnoea before it was treated causing lower and lower energy, I had become incredibly limited in what I could do. I walked nowhere, and certainly did not go on walks for the fun of it.
Over the last few months as I have begun to lose the weight and been on my CPAP machine etc hubby and I have begun to tackle walks I would never have dreamed of being possible even before I hurt my back, each building on the last.
I CLIMBED A "MOUNTAIN!" I stood at the top yelling it at the top of my lungs! It was an incredible experience physically, emotionally and spiritually, because this whole process is not just physical but spiritual, it's all about taking back the ground the enemy had stolen!
I get the impression the enemy was not impressed because I had a slip coming back down the "mountain". I landed on my bum and slid a good 5 feet or more, fairly near to a steep drop off on one side.
Then later in the afternoon as we were preparing dinner I managed to spill a kettle full of hot water over myself, causing a very nasty scald. I responded quickly and was up and running for the bathroom shouting "cold shower" before the lady who was in the kitchen with me even realised what had happened. Unfortunately the showers are push button ones that warm up after you press the button and you can't put them onto cold, so the other friends who were sharing with us formed a chain bringing me every container they could find filled with cold water. I was yelling out instructions for people to go tell the other chalets and get them to pray, then telling them where the directions to the nearest hospital are kept and so on! At one point I realised i was going into shock and said so, so some kind soul made me chew 3 glucose tablets. It was weird, usually glucose tablets taste awful, and these didn't, I don't know if it was because I needed it so much or what.
So eventually hubby was ready, with directions to drive me to the hospital. It was only my upper half that was scalded, so they got me some dry trousers from my case and blankets to wrap around my upper half to maintain some dignity. As I walked out to the car, there was a crowd in our chalet who were all cheering and clapping! Gotta love em! It was over 30 minutes to the hospital, without any fresh cold water, so by the time we got there I was in a lot of pain! We were seen immediately! Walked straight in and were dealt with straight away! They gave me one of the gel burn dressings for my arm, and a dressing pad with burn gel for my side, which we kept in place with my bra. The cooling effect of the gel dressing did not kick in for at least 2 hours, OUCH that was a painful 2 hours. I was in tears at times. But when it did kick in it was amazing!
Now I don't have any dressings on my arm, I just have a piece of tubigrip on there to protect the skin. Today my arm is itching. That means it is healing, but it is incredibly frustrating!
I am not stopping, I will continue to climb my hills and mountains. In fact I have a feeling the Wrekin is not far off, something I have never managed to complete since we moved to Telford! A friend from the local newspaper who went to Belarus with me last year on an Operation Christmas child distribution trip has promised to come up with me and take photos!
I wasn't sure about staying for the rest of camp and did wonder about going home a night early, I'm glad i stayed, it truly was the right decision, I would have missed out on something incredibly significant Sunday morning had I not stayed!
At the beginning of every year I and a number of friends each seek God for a personal theme for the year and a bible verse to back it up! This year's theme for me was BREAKTHROUGH and this year's verse was Joshua chapters 1-6, in particular chapter 3, verse 4a, "Then you will know which way to go since you have never been this way before."
And indeed that was the verse that was preached on for Sunday morning. We had an awesome powerful time.









