I’ve been praying a lot lately. My life took another unexpected detour that left me blindsided. Nothing feels, seems, looks, acts or is normal. All I can do is pray, really. For strength, for healing, for understanding, for forgiveness and for peace. I can thank God that I am still here. There must be a reason. I’m not quiteready to blog about it yet (mostly because I don’t know what to say), although I have been talking about it. I’ve been keeping a paper journal. Everything takes so much time, so much energy. From writing to walking to eating to talking. Nothing is easy. But I have faith that it will be again. At least, that’s why I pray.
That’s Why I Pray
Big & Rich
Man on the TV’s gone insane, everybody’s just laughing
People ’cross the world holding on
The earth caved in, the ocean came down crashing
My neighbor lost his house ’cause he can’t find a job
Don’t you dare pledge allegiance, don’t you dare speak of God
Speak of God
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
I’m begging for forgiveness
I wanna make a difference even in the smallest way
I’m only one person, but I can feel it working
I believe in better days
That’s why I pray
Some stupid video posted as a joke, somebody’s life gets ruined
Out of everything we can create
Where is the cure to keep the sick from losing
Babies having babies ’cause their parents are always gone
Somehow we have forgotten how to make a house a home
How to make a house a home
Oh! Oh! Yeah! Yeah!
I’m begging for forgiveness, I wanna make a difference
Even in the smallest way
I’m only one person, but I can feel it working
I believe in better days
That’s why I pray, yeah
That’s why I pray, yeah
These demons from my past haunt me every night
And I just can’t get through it
If I could forget them on my own, I’d let go and just move on
But heaven knows I am only human
And that’s why I pray, yeah, yeah
That’s why I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray
Yes I’m begging for forgiveness (I’m begging for forgiveness)
I just wanna make a difference (Just wanna make a difference)
I believe (I believe), I believe in better days
That’s why I pray
Until the next mile marker,
What the #$%! Happened. In June 2012, I was incredibly lucky to survive a pulmonary embolism (or blood clot in my lung) that broke off from a clot that had formed deep within a vein in my lower leg. Read my story here.
What the #$%! Happened: The Aftermath. What caused this, what my treatment entails and what the future holds for running, my job and life.
Pace Points: Could YOU Have a Blood Clot? Learn more about my symptoms of DVT and PE and how you can help make sure you don’t have to experience the same thing!
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