Reasons

Have you ever seen someone doing something that just does not make sense to you? Maybe those people that you see riding their bikes on the side of the freeway. Or those who are so worried about something that has no meaning for you at all? And you wonder to yourself what is their problem? Why are they getting so involved with something that makes no sense? Why do they do those things? I am one of those people that wonders why people run every morning and don't eat desserts. But I have discovered that there are those who wonder about me. I know!! Go figure right? Why does she takes pictures that no one will ever buy? Why does she walk up that mountain every day when she knows she will probably never lose any more weight? Why doesn't she use her tongue beating ability on those who so rightly deserve it every time!? Why does she dance in the street on her way down the mountain she has just climbed up? And then wave at the people who drive by her? So here is your big chance, I am going to let you in on some of the reasons that people do some of the things they do. I will not be able to tell you why people ride their bikes on the side of the freeway though. That one is just TOO weird even for me to explain. I'll start with the easy ones; people worry about things that makes no sense to give them something to do. Yes it is like rocking in a rocking chair. It takes you no where but it gives you something to do. Why do people run every morning? I can give a little insight to that one, but if you want more detail, ask Ginger. She understands it better than I do, I am just a walker. Yes, a street walker. (Te he he) GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!! Man!! I started walking to keep from crying in front of my family once we moved up here and kept walking past the crying because I started feeling the strength in my legs again. And was fascinated with the way my body was made. How without even thinking about it, my arms swung the opposite way that my legs were going. You know, right arm, left leg? And how my knees knew how high to pull my leg up to step over that rock. Maybe it is part of my awakening from the pits of hell that makes me pay attention to these things. Even as I sit here typing this, I remember wishing that people that had gone thru the same things as me had written more of the horrible things to help me through it all. But now that I am on the "other side" I can't. I can only write about the things that I am going through now. Maybe in my own way giving some one that light at the end of the tunnel. So back to what I was talking about. I enjoy feeling my body work that way, so I take it for a walk every morning, over the mountains. Feeling the strength in my legs and I punch at the air in front of me to feel the strength in my arms. Feeling amazed that after all the years of me abusing my body by not doing anything with it, it still (almost) springs to take me over the mountain. It helps to remind me of what my Father in Heaven has done for me. He has made a body that works so amazingly that it almost thinks for itself. Breath in, breath out. Blink eye lids, pick up leg, swing arms, SNEEZE!! Which brings me to why I take pictures knowing that the only person who will buy my pictures is Jeremiah even though I have told him several times that he does not have to pay for them, only ask for them. Which puts him in with the group of those people who ride their bikes by the side of the freeway. Something strange, but fun to see. I know that one of the ways I can repay my Father in Heaven for the things he has given me is to tell people about Him. But I have learned over the years that I have been alive (21) that some people will not listen unless you distract them with something else, like pictures. Now your getting it!!! So I take pictures and try to make them look as beautiful as He makes the real thing look. Some days I come somewhat close and other days it doesn't work at all. But I enjoy the sound of that clicking so much that I keep doing it none the less. Hoping that I am not making a fool of myself in His eyes and making what He has made so amazing look horrible. So whether or not anyone buys them, I hope they just look at them and maybe see what I see in them. Prove that our Father in Heaven loves each and everyone of us so much that he made this place look so amazing that I get my big fanny up everyday to take it up the mountain.

If you look close at the one up there, you can see the sun. Yes, my eyes hurt for a little while after this one.

All ways look for the signs to tell you where to go. Even if you want to only look at the beautiful clouds in front of you. There is a barb wire fence that would not look pretty wrapped around your body just behind that sign.

This is the way I see my view in the morning. Almost if I didn't turn the corner at the top, I would just walk into the clouds and then who knows where. But below is the way it really looks. I dare say just as amazing, right? I only hope that I am doing it justice.