Sing, O Heavens! Be Joyful, O Earth! And break out in singing, O mountains! For the Lord has comforted His people, And will have Mercy on His afflicted. Isaiah 49:13
The rest of the group left with out us on the hike...so we had to find our way and we did eventually catch up. Below is a picture of the river we had to cross to get to the path up the mountain. The first time across...I was afraid...the tree was wet and slippery. A Ugandan woman saw us struggling and come to help each one of us cross. She was barefoot and did it with incredible ease! What is really incredible is that on the way back, I had a peace about crossing... I sang praise to God as I crossed holding the hands of others and God brought me back to the verse He gave me during cancer; after first being diagnosed and sitting in a pile of tears... from Pslam 18:2 The Lord is my Rock and my Fortress! I had written in my journal a year and a half ago this verse and the picture that God gave me of that verse...I pictured myself trying to walk across a roaring river (cancer)...standing on the rock (Christ) while holding the hands of friends and family to keep from falling (my support) This came to me at the very moment we were crossing and here I was living it! It was powerful and amazing...God was so present with us.
We awoke the next morning ready for another hike up to the top of the falls. First, Chris wanted to take me to the spot where he had spent some time alone. It was a time of wrestling with God and a time of great peace. These are pictures that Tim took of Chris during this time....and he had no idea. It was an amazing place as you can see!
I have to laugh writing this because in the picture below you can see Becky enjoying herself right on the edge of the major drop off of the waterfall. I have to say that I enjoyed the view from a little farther away! I don't have an issue with heights, but a definate issue with the edge! Chloe would have liked to have been sitting right next to Becky.The rest of the group left with out us on the hike...so we had to find our way and we did eventually catch up. Below is a picture of the river we had to cross to get to the path up the mountain. The first time across...I was afraid...the tree was wet and slippery. A Ugandan woman saw us struggling and come to help each one of us cross. She was barefoot and did it with incredible ease! What is really incredible is that on the way back, I had a peace about crossing... I sang praise to God as I crossed holding the hands of others and God brought me back to the verse He gave me during cancer; after first being diagnosed and sitting in a pile of tears... from Pslam 18:2 The Lord is my Rock and my Fortress! I had written in my journal a year and a half ago this verse and the picture that God gave me of that verse...I pictured myself trying to walk across a roaring river (cancer)...standing on the rock (Christ) while holding the hands of friends and family to keep from falling (my support) This came to me at the very moment we were crossing and here I was living it! It was powerful and amazing...God was so present with us.
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