“That’s it,” was my first thought after my head hit the ground. But I kept rolling. I’d already fallen at least twenty feet over the cliff in a freak accident. When my body stopped, I started to get up, and quickly realized how foolish that would be. So I lay down, rested, and considered what I might need to do to get to a hospital.
Now, a week and a half later, I’m banged up, bruised up, moving slowly–mostly resting and healing. I returned to the US from Iceland and have excellent medical care. It’s going to take a while for my ankle, ribs, and body to mend, but I am grateful to be alive, to be able to move, and to continue to use my energy to serve God.
Every breath is a gift. I learned that profoundly after my embolism in 2010. I am learning more about it now.
Thank You! For my life. For this breath. For the ability to continue to serve You.
“O my God,” I say, “do not take me away at the mid-point of my life, you whose years endure throughout all generations.” Psalm 102:24 (NRSV)
Invitation to Pray:
Take a deep breath in. Let it out slowly. Thank God for the life that is you. Pray for wisdom to use it wisely in service of Your Creator.
Gluggafoss waterfalls, Iceland