As I get older I realize how limited I am. If there’s something to pick up from the floor, I have to think of as many tasks to get done while I’m down there, since it’s so difficult to get up again.

Climbing stairs isn’t as easy as it used to be either.  When we fell in love with our new “old” house, we didn’t even realize that the bedroom was upstairs and there was only one bathroom – downstairs.  As we age, our physical urges become more pressing.  Getting down the steps in time has become a real challenge.

We thought about installing one of those chair lifts, but decided it would take too long and it would be too late by the time we reached the bottom.  My husband suggested attaching a porta-potty to the chair lift, just in case.  Instead we thought it might be prudent to put a chamber pot in the bedroom, but that would require carrying it down the steps the next day.  The problems are endless.  The only solution is to use the staircase as our form of exercise.

When we fall, it’s not easy to get up again.  The aging process makes it even harder.  As difficult as it seems, we need help and that’s like admitting we’re getting old.  Who wants to do that?

When we fall spiritually, we can’t seem to drag ourselves out of the pit on our own either.  We need someone to physically lift us out of the dung of our sin and put us back on track.  We need help getting up.  Those who think they’re strong, athletic and muscle bound, can get overstressed muscles at times.

Life is full of obstacles and difficulties – falling down times.  We try with all our might to get up, only to feel like we’re in a pond of quicksand, pulling us further in the more we struggle.  Unfortunately, we’re proud  and don’t want help.  We believe we can handle the tough things alone.

When we turn to God at times like that, we’re placing ourselves in the best hands possible.  He’ll not only pull us up, but guide us through whatever problem we face and give us the right path – even when we don’t agree with His choice for us.

So today, as I do my stair master exercises, I’ll try to remember that and ask that God hold onto my back and guard my every footstep.  If I happen to fall, I know He’s there to catch me.

“Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”  Isaiah 41:10



About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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13 Responses to I’VE FALLEN …

  1. Andy Oldham says:

    A wonderful analogy! Remember those days we believed we were made of steel and could do anything? The Word tells us we’ll need help in our old age, not only physicall but spiritually. Great post!

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  2. what was that show….up the down staircase I think…as it is now your mantra 🙂

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  3. I can certainly empathize. I do everything I can not to get down on my hands and knees, at least until I have fully recovered from my second knee replacement. I’m hoping that I can resume that activity when I do.


    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Sorry I never responded to this comment. I just found it in my spam folder.
      Anyway I will pray that your knees fully recover and you’ll be bouncing around better than ever, very soon.

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  4. When I was pregnant with the twins I was scared of our 1920’s hardwood floor staircase and would make my husband go down the stairs in front of me or I would sit and slide down. Which would have been a humorous site. I also remember kicking items over to one spot to get them all at once. Blessings.

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