Mountain Girl I'm Not -- Dancin' Girl I Am

Most of you know that I've slowed down a bit these days. Not voluntarily, but of necessity. And I will be the first to admit, it has been "worked together for good" in more than one way.

But somehow the rest of the world didn't slow down as well. A simple example: laundry. You can possibly imagine the laundry around here (ten people call this place home -- oops -- another one was just added. Make that eleven.) And for some reason they make as many piles of dirty laundry as always.

Take that very practical example and imagine it in every realm. My mind staggers. Not only is there a mountain before me, but a whole range -- everywhere I look! I'm trapped, or so it seems! Let me just say that I have suffered a bit from feeling overwhelmed. To put it plain and simple it "kind o' takes the stuffing out of this ol' girl at times."

So back to the basics I go. You know, those scriptures that help us at such times.

Such as: They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength.
"Wait" is what it says. Even if I've waited, wait more!! And it says I will be strong again. Hallelujah!! I can hardly wait! (Oops -- there it is again. That problem of waiting...)

Or: I lift up my eyes unto the hills from whence cometh my help.
"Lift up my eyes" -- look to Him is what I am told to do, not to my own abilities or strategies or energies. Whew -- good thing. I'm pretty spent. (But I may not look up too much. They say that "climbing a mountain one step at a time" is the best way to get to the top.)

And one of my favorites: When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you.
"I will be with you..." I suppose that means He sees the mountains, too. And something tells me His view is better than mine. I guess if He can get me through the waters, He can handle a mountain or two as well.

So, although I don't consider myself a mountain girl, that's my portion for the moment. Or maybe for several moments. At any rate, one step at a time will do it, even if my steps are a bit slow and tentative.

We'll get there. He promised.

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Beans! (I hope that expletive doesn't offend anyone...) Try to think of when the last time my husband asked me to a dance. I know you probably can't say for sure when that may have been, but let me give you a clue: NEVER!!

And last night he wondered if I would like to go to the alumni dance at SUNY Potsdam! That may seem strange to you, but honestly, dancing is not as hard as plain old walking. The steps can be small, quite predictable (most dance floors are just plain flat), and very simple. At the Nordberg wedding we kicked up quite the storm!

Well, wouldn't you know, I had just restricted myself to a night on the couch because the ankle was acting up a bit (okay, alot.)

Beans! Do you suppose I will have to wait 28 more years for another invite? Here's hoping not!