This week, my posts have been filled with maladies usually associated with the elderly. Since I’m one of those elderly folks, I have a lot of experience in this area. I must say, though I’ve endured 82 years, I’ve been able to avoid falling off a roof or a tall ladder. Most of my tumbles are related to short distances. This past week, as I got out of bed at 2 AM, my foot got tangled in an electrical cord, I lost my balance and hit a table on the way down. To spare all the details, the results caused me to make a trip to urgent care for x-ray. The ordeal consumed five hours of time but revealed only a small fracture in my foot. My side, however, looks like a weird tattoo of black and blue. It looks much worse than it is.
As I get older, I realize how limited I am. If there’s something to reach 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. 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? Falling down is not limited to the elderly. Even -the physically fit can take a tumble from time to time. Little ones, just learning to walk, also have a problem maintaining balance.
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. Life is full of obstacles and difficulties. We try with all our might to get up, only to feel like we’re in a pond of quicksand, pulling us further down 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 – even when we don’t agree with His choice for us.
So today I’ll try to remember that God has my back and guards 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
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I feel your pain. I have fallen twice this summer and both have required a trip to the ER. The second one pit me un the hospital for 3 dqyw of opservation.
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Oh no. So sorry you had to be hospitalized. My pride was hurt more than my body.
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Mama K, I came to find you. I’m so sorry for your fall and so happy you weren’t hurt worse–but STILL. And like always, you remind us that God has our backs (and feet, body, hearts, and souls if we choose!). Even in the maladies of aging, you have bright wisdom and love. I’m back in the classroom, Mama K. I went to another appt with my parents. I’m knee-deep in what’s in front of me. I’ve talked about you and Paul this week. I pray for you every morning and hold you in my heart. I love you.
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Thank you sweet Karla. It was one of those freak accidents o guess, but Paul insisted on taking me to urgent care to get checked out. Because I didn’t want to
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I’m glad he did get you checkout out…you never know! And a fracture does take time to heal–and the bruising.
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I didn’t want him to exposed to any illness he waited in the car for a total of five hours. What a guy. Fortunately we made it and are still speaking to each other. Prayers as always for you and your family during these difficult days. I love you.
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Bless your hearts! He is quite a guy–and you are quite a woman, Mama. I did giggle at your sentence, too. Your prayers are so appreciated. We all appreciate them! MUCH LOVE!
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I’m sorry for your fall, Kathy. I appreciate your posts noting the struggles with advancing age (I can relate). But with that comes an increasing dependence upon the Lord as you also point out. Thank you for your inspirational posts and I also appreciate your husband’s beautiful paintings that you post.
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Thank you so much, Tom. As with most falls, it was an accident. It really has nothing to do with the fact that I’m 82. Knowing that God is at my side to help me up and get me back in the groove is my real consolation. Feeling better already. Thanks for your kind comments on Paul’s paintings and my writing. It’s good to know when people read them. I love yours too. Being a Lutheran, I appreciate the struggles you must have gone through. I grew up in a staunch German Lutheran Church that preached mostly law in all the sermons. It took me a long long time to realize the grace and love of God.
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I fell about two weeks ago and I thought I had ruined my knee, but the pain went away. I thought about going to see a doctor, but I didn’t. It’s fine now. But our church has prayed for two different families that mourn the death of someone who fell down the stairs. I fell on the stairs, but it was the bottom step. A doctor told my wife and I that we “almost fall” all of our life, but our equilibrium center makes a correction. But as we get older, those corrections come slower, and we may be down before our weight can shift to stay up. I guess you could say that is why we fall spiritually too. The voice in our head saying “Don’t do that” gets clogged with garbage it has no business dealing with, and we fail to hear the warnings.
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I hear you. We are victims of decay and death, but praise God for giving us eternity where we no longer have to worry about falling. Hope you have healed well. I’m doing fine, except for this stupid boot I have to wear. I may throw my whole body out of kilter if I continue to wear it.
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My worst pain was to the knee that did not hit the floor. I was limping and it aggravated the other knee. I rubbed the bad knee with aspercreme for two days, and no problems since.
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