Dictated to Mom on July 19, 2015
I am finding that as I sit I can become real antsy! PT and OT only work with me only about an hour a day, otherwise, I just sit in my chair. Because I’ve had this urge to be outside while it is summer with nice weather and just want to walk and do things like I did back in the days of college – I thought of swinging! I brought up my genius plan one day at therapy much like a baby swing; they should have an adult-sized version. The front could open and one could be put in there much in the same manner as if moving to and from the potty chair. Once you sat down, you have the back and then they would close the front part and secure you in. Then, you’re free to move your legs and give yourself a little swing. It’s not only great for your legs, but for your Abdomen and upper strength as well. It’s not like you would be going very high, but it would be great exercise. It would give you a little something to do during the day. I’ve never been one to swing very high, and I’ve never been one to jump off the swing as if flying through the air, but some odd reason, thinking of swinging made me want to fly! Different songs then came to mind and I envisioned flying in the air! Mainly in a part just flying above it all and being free!
As I thought of these songs – I think it is something God wants me to learn – that I need to wait on Him and put my hope back in Him alone. I do not feel it is always going to be easy and I feel there are many long days ahead – maybe, I’m focusing too much on the desire to be free when I really should be focusing on just trusting that He knows when my days will be fulfilled. Until then, I’m trying earnestly to keep my focus on praise and thanksgiving and praying for others! Hope is part of His trying to carry on.
Isaiah 40:41
but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles;
they shall run and not be weary;
they shall walk and not faint.
Abba Father
“Abba Father” was written by Price Jr., Otto Montgomery / St. James, Rebecca / Tjornhom, Tedd.
I’m feeling like the eagle that rises
Flies above the earth and it’s troubles
Oh yes he knows that there are valleys below
But under His wings there’s a stronger power
Oh Father You are my strength
On You I wait upon
You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba
Running in this race till the finish line
The only road for me is the narrow
Not gonna stop or even look to the side
When I fix my eyes on You Jesus
Oh Father, You are my strength
Now more than ever
You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba
You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba
When you run to far
(And the road is long)
Can’t walk another mile
(He is waiting)
Hope in Him again
(He’ll renew you)
Then you will rise
Gather up your wings and fly
You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba
You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
He gives strength to the weary
To those who hope in Him
They will soar like eagles
Great idea. I hope it works out for you.
Praying that they make a swing just for you and that you are able to get on it often.
Love that idea! Maybe some day 🙂
I love this idea, dear Mel! Next time I see you, may it be swinging!
I’m still in Delaware with my daughter and family. She had a c-section unexpectedly. I wish you could read my blog post about it. I am posting it here just in case someone can pass it on to you. Love & hugs, Jan
http://www.abranchinthevine.com/jesus-loved-so-he-waited-a-lesson-in-delay-disappointment/