Incident and Life
Incident…
The day I fell down a flight of indoor stairs from the top to the bottom.
It was a day like any other day, well other than living in the Bahamas at the time, but that’s not the point. The morning had dawned, and our household went about the normal routine of preparing for work and school. We lived in a two story condominium and our (me and my husband’s) bedroom was upstairs. On a daily, whenever my husband left for work, I always walked him to the door. I happened to be upstairs, this particular day, and he was about to leave, so I put on my shoes and proceeded to go downstairs. Well, I got down there a lot quicker than I intended, because I fell. Just, unexpectedly, my feet went right from under me (I was not running).
There were a lot of stairs but that first drop…that first hit was very painful. By the time, I got to the bottom of the stairs, my husband was there to see what happened. I was able to get up after the fall because nothing was broken. I’m thankful I had some cushion back there to help break the fall, otherwise, I may have broken my back or hip! Later that day, a bruise and dent appeared on my butt which resembled a crescent moon that only got worst over the next few days. That bruise and dent lasted a long time; I thought my butt would never heal. As time went on, the bruise faded away and the dent filled in…literally.
Before it all went away, I would look back at it, shake my head and say, “how did you let yourself slip like that?”
Life…
The day I fell down…all the way to the bottom.
It was a day like any other day; going on about my business whatever it may be. Nothing special was going on…nothing out of the ordinary…work, school, shopping, etc. Suddenly, out of the blue, there was a slip! Something happened, something unexpected, something that made me fall all the way down. When it happened, it hit hard! I couldn’t catch myself and I kept falling. It left me bruised with a dent in my heart and the pain unbearable. Family checked on me and saw I was still standing, but my surroundings grew darker and darker over the next few days.
The fall knocked me to my knees, and I thought I would never recover. But as the days, months, and years progressed, the bruise faded away and the dent was replaced. As hard as I had fallen, I’m thankful I had a cushion, and God caught me and broke my fall. Otherwise, I would have been broken.
Sometimes, when I look back, I shake my head thinking, “how did you let yourself slip like that?”
Things happen unexpectedly!
Sometimes, it’s of our own doing; sometimes, it’s just life.
Either way, God is there!
PKB
