On one of the winter holidays when son Chris was in kindergarten, Bob and I took him skiing at Afton Alps. Chris' previous skiing experience had been limited to Como Park in St. Paul, when Bob got him up the hill on a rope tow, then put him between his legs and held on to him going down the hill. I found the experience terrifying and was happy to get Chris into a ski class for young beginners.
We had a happy afternoon, and it was fun for Bob and me to ski on our own while a very competent young instructor was in charge of our little skier. After our last run, we asked Chris how he enjoyed the day. "I thought I was going to see Jesus, but that was OK", he answered. Of course, I was horrified, forgetting that what was a bunny hill to me could have been scary for a little guy.
That image came to me on Tuesday morning when I woke Bob up to take me to the emergency room. I dressed in sweats and and shoved my underwear, socks, and cord to my phone in my purse ... just in case. One of my favorite gospel songs ran through my head, Soon and Very Soon, written by the brilliant and talented Andraé Couch, sung by our Guardian Angels choir only a few weeks ago:
Soon and very soon, we are goin' to see the KingSoon and very soon, we are goin' to see the KingSoon and very soon, we are goin' to see the KingHallelujah, hallelujah, we are goin' to see the King!
Well, not yet I guess! Yesterday was a great day and I walked around the house a lot, mostly without a cane. I had a little setback last night, when I thought I could sleep in my own bed. I had to get up in about half an hour, and Bob got me settled in a living room chair with my water and Tylenol, and I really slept as well as one can under those circumstances.
This morning, I got up easily and moved to the sunroom. I got my own coffee and walked back to my chair with confidence. I took a shower and started a load of laundry and am now fully dressed sitting at the dining room table. I'm feeling bushed -- most may know this experience as "cabin fever" -- and am hoping to get outside later on.
It's going to be a great day and I think I'll still have to wait a while to see Jesus. Amen to that!
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