Falling
When you become consumed by God's call on your life, everything will take on new meaning and significance. You will begin to see every facet of your life - including your pain - as a means through which God can work to bring others to Himself. Charles Stanley
I
had an eventful day yesterday. My Mom
and I went to speak at an event yesterday for Purple Ranch. When we speak at an event we will sell our
products afterwards so once the event is over, we pack up our car and go to
lunch.
We
finished our event around noon and started loading our car. I will tell you that I have told stories of me
falling before, (remember the one about me falling face first off my front
porch), and this is a new twist on a way to fall. So I have a small dolly and I am hauling boxes
of product to the car and loading them.
I had my hand on the dolly and I turned to walk back inside and the flat
piece of the dolly stepped out in front of me.
I kind of thought I would blame it on the dolly and not my ineptitude.
So I take a step forward and at the same time I lifted the dolly and
tripped. This was not a graceful glide
to the ground. It was a flat out sprawl.
Thankfully no one was around to see it.
I would have scored a 10.
I
would later tell my Mom that I didn’t know I had that many things that stuck
out that could hit the ground at the same time.
When I landed I hit my right shoulder and right cheek, my glasses and my
earring on the right side flew off, I caught myself with my right hand and
scraped it, I scraped the outside of my left knee and the shin of my left leg
and this morning I realized somewhere in this graceful fall I also hit my chin.
There
is an upside to this story. I didn’t
break my nose or my glasses, my head is hard so that just bounced and I didn’t
break any bones. I didn’t get a black eye and I was able to
walk back into the building several times without anyone noticing I had fallen
until my Mom saw my shoulder and my knee.
Once the car was loaded Mom had gotten some ice to put on all of my
injuries. We started laughing because I
was holding a paper towel with ice in it on my cheek and then alternating to my
shoulder and then my shin. My Mom turned
to me and asked me if she could hold ice on something for me. I just busted out laughing.
Sometimes
life can be exactly like this. There are
the wounds that we hide inside that make us broken. These are the injuries that no one can see
but God. We don’t have to be bleeding to
be injured. Too many times we bury the
pain and keep going. The problem with
that is when we bury the pain we won’t heal and that pain will come back over
and over again. One of the problems with
this kind of pain is that when we bury it we tend to repeat this kind of pain
over and over again especially in relationships. If we don’t identify what the cause of the
pain is, we will never heal. God is
waiting with open arms for us to turn to him and heal us but we have to take the
first step and depend on Him.
Prayer for the Day: Heavenly Father,
yesterday’s fall brought You to my mind.
Not because You made me fall, I did that very well all on my own. I thought of You because of what didn’t
happen. I could have broken a limb,
nose, wrist, ankle, any one of which was a viable option since I hit so many
parts. You have saved me more times that
I can count and I just want to say thank You.
You have helped me heal the broken parts inside of me that some people
never see. Thank You for being there for
me in my brokenness.
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