Blessings Out-Weigh Bruised Bones

This weekend I learned that when a person gets older the ground really does become harder. I never really got that before. I was always of the old addage ‘air matresses are for wimps’. Well, ummm . . . I’m a wimp. Yeah. How did I make this amazing discovery?

Paul and I packed up the four kids, our tent, sleeping bags, a few clothes and wood and food and such and took off early Friday evening. We headed down an old back road towards the Oregon Coast where we knew there some little known podunky campgrounds where we were sure to find a spot for the night. Find one we did and I built the fire and started the hotdogs roasting for the kids while Paul erected the tent. The evening was a hoot as we ate hotdgs and smores, sang songs and told stories around the fire. It was getting late so we sent the kids off to the tent and not to long after the snores began Paul and I turned in.

The ground was really hard, and rocky. I even had a thin bad underneath that kept some of the rocks from jabbing into me but it did nothing to comfort the dull ache on my body from the hard ground. Everytime I rolled over I thought to myself that it had to be morning now, only to realize that maybe a 1/2 an hour had passed by. The night creeped along like a slug trying to make it through a patch of salt. It felt like every bone in my body was bruised no matter how I laid.

Finally I thought I heard the sound of my salvation as a thin small voice began singing wordless melodies of his own making. Jacob! Surely it was morning now, but alass it was only 4:30 a.m. It was quite hilarious, trying to sleep on impossibly hard rocky ground being serenaded by our 16 month old from 4:30 until 6:30 a.m. when everyone finally was awake and we proclaimed it a decent hour to end our torture. 2 hours of joyous music that made me giggle even through my torture.

To say we were exhausted is underated beyond comprehension and the plans of continuing out to the coast for a fun day at the beach were quickly squelched as we staggered and stumbled into the cool mountain air. We cleaned up camp quickly and headed back to home. We were only an hour away and as we drove we realized we would be back easily in time to go to the local ‘Old Fahioned Days Festival’ parade. This brightened the children considerably.

It must have been fated that we would have a terrible night, and we are very grateful for it now, for on our way home, as Paul excelerated from a stop sign, the engine revved manically but the car went nowhere ending in an aweful sounding, chunk-chunk-chunk. We coasted off to the side of the road. Paul hopped out and looked under the car and hood and found nothing aparant. He hopped back in and put the car into drive. Though it shifted into drive it would not shift into any higher gears after that and we limped the last few miles home at an excrusiating 20 miles or less an hour. We were very grateful that we hadn’t gone further into the wilderness and had this happen. So now we were without a family car. We walked the mile to the parade, enjoyed it, and came back home to sleep for the afternoon. We bought a new battery for my parents little honda that we can at least fit one adult and all the kids in so we could make to church the next day and I would have some mode of transportation while the van is in the shop.

I feel like I am driving a little clown car right now. It is a small blue honda accord, two-door. I pull up and all these little people come popping out of the car from all sides. There is a lot to be grateful for. The honda is for sale, thank goodness it hasn’t sold yet. We could have been stranded in the middle of nowhere, or me alone with the kids. We are not of the cel phone carrying crowd yet, though at least we have AAA. 🙂 The blessings are great and the inconveniences are few, especially if our warranty (that we purchased when we got our little van) covers whatever needs to be fixed. So we hope and pray that is the case, for we cannot afford major car expenses right now, and there is no way a new vehicle is possible. Until then the Elizabeth and Dot will get to have fun taking turns riding in the front seat. Quite the adventure for them. 🙂 And with Jacob singing everytime I turn around things can’t be that bad. 🙂

Oh, speaking of singing, it melted my heart yesterday. I was asked to fill in as the organist at church yesterday and the closing song was Families Can Be Together Forever which my children know VERY well. I could hear the three of them above the organ and everyone else singing just belting the words out at the top of their sweet little lungs. Everyone smiling and chuckling at our little family choir just singing away. Something about the words of that song and hearing my children sing it so sweet, so loud just melted my heart and made my sould smile. 🙂

(and we are getting an air mattress before we go camping again . . .)

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9 responses to “Blessings Out-Weigh Bruised Bones

  1. You definately need to get some air mattresses! I really enjoyed this…you tell it so well!

    And so cute about your girls singing their hearts out in church …thanks for sharing.

  2. such a sweet story, them all singing that song so loudly in church, how precious. Teared me right up.

    Hope the warranty covers the van’s problems.

  3. Hmm, an air mattress sounds like a good idea. Hope the van is fixed soon. The image of you and all the kids popping out of the car is priceless. 😉

  4. Wow, camping without an air mattress? I didn’t know people still did that. 😛

    So sorry to hear about the van, but at least you were on your way home instead of stuck at the beach. And hopefully the van is easily fixed with low costs.

    Even if I didn’t hear all my children (or yours for that matter 😉 ) singing that song it makes me cry. It has made me cry so that I can’t sing it every time since I was in primary. What can I say?

  5. An air matress would only run you about $20 at walmart… go. buy it. your back will thank you.

    we went reciently without one as well, man I missed it!

  6. “The night creeped along like a slug trying to make it through a patch of salt.”

    That sentence cracked me up so much!! That is something that only a person from the Pacific Northwest would say.

    I never ever go camping without an air mattress any more. They are a must have.

    I hope that your car is fixed soon.

  7. When Nathan and I worked out in the woods I got so use to sleeping on the ground that when we came home the bed was way too soft to be comfortable so I’d sleep on the floor. We got the hardest mattress we could find and that helped.

    Fast forward nearly 5 years (and two pregnancies!!) and we’re still sleeping on the crazy hard mattress. I have to take tylenol before I go to bed or I’ll wake up sore. Someday when we’ve got enough money to splurg on a new mattress we’re getting the softest one possible!! What were we thinking back then?!?!?! 🙂

    I hope on your car that the warranty covers the cost of the repair!

  8. I love to hear little ones singing in church, it is so sweet and I can imagine hearing my own over the crowd, how tender of a moment and thanks for sharing. You are brave toughing it out camping, not me. Hope the van is fixed soon without much out of pocket expense!

  9. Hooray for airmattresses. Also for soft bed mattresses. In the meantime, try adding the eggshell foam [I have 2[ and /or a mamoryfoam mattres. [I have one]We all continue to get older, and once we hit those aches and pains, wel, tt’s tat. I’m so grateful not to be in a hancart company!

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