OK. I wrote this in response to a off list message to Vicki and it bounced
back so posting here as it might get to her and besides seems we're all
regaling accounts of falling. *sigh* here we go... subjecting myself to
ridicule... again lol.

Sorry to hear of the fall, and I pray for quick mending. What a scarry
thing to know you are going down for the big dip, the great swan dive, the
belly flop in the dry pool, the big tripple flip with a half twist, with a
blood curdling scream in the midst of all the action,  and nothing one can
do about it. I did that once. We were walking over the river and through
the woods literally from grandmother's house we went lol. We did walk
through the Woods and although it wasn't quite a river, it was a pretty
wide creek... what is this obsession of mine of... oops almost gave away
the highlight of the story. Anyway we all, that is my kids, my  wife,
mother-in-law and my wife's aunt, were walking through the woods and headed
across a large fallen tree which bridged the 12 foot creek. Well I did
mention the tree was quite aged and rotten didn't' I" Oh? No? Well it was.
We all trucked across that puppy and you know, teetering here and teetering
there, and a "Woa close one there hun!" And maybe a "Yikes!". Dragging a
"Brad you alright back there?" from over concerned folks as I snickered and
toyed with them, poking fun of leery onlookers lol.  I got right to the end
and my son was going to be a help and said "Gimme your hand dad". This
after a couple.. "You OK? Watch were you are going. Are you sure about
this? Do you want to turn back?"  all the way out to that creek, lol. So
I'd had about enough of all that and when he asked me  for my hand as it
was a three foot jump from the tree to the ground on the other side. Well
just as he stuck out his hand, I waved... "I don't need no steengkeeng
hand, just let me... woooooaaaa!" I stepped back just a tad bit? The tree
was rotted in that spot, I tried to grab a piece of the root sticking out
in front of me, it broke and I went free falling backwards into waist high
water. Leather jacket, tennis shoes, jeans the whole bit. So there I stand
after realizing I dropped about six foot to the water, but was OK and
didn't hit my noggin on any number of fallen trees laying in there. I stood
up with you know, those little beads of green swamp scum? Decorating my
mustache and head and flocking my body like that white stuff they put on
christmas trees to make them look, you know, more festive? Well I looked
pretty festive lol. , and busted out laughing hahahahhahaahahahah. Don't
you dare tell Phil. Or he'll be going on and on and on and on and on and on
about it like my funny little hobby of fishing from the bottom of the lake
up. hahahaha.

Sorry to hear of the voice degrading again too. None to worry, God has it
under control, I know it doesn't seem like it, but he does. James 1 says
count it all joy. He knew we'd have trouble interpreting as such and had to
tell us to quote, "count it", as joy knowing we wouldn't. Just like Jesus
said even then gentiles will love their own kind but it is more admirable
for someone to love another not of their own kind. Well something like
that. Same goes for joy, it is easy and a no brainer to smile in the midst
of good times, but much more the character to smile in the midst of
trial... and you do that I can tell.

coffee you say? Sure I'll have a cuppa. Cream and sugar... I'm a whimp
about black coffee, but I like a good strong cup hahahahaha.

Brad