Saturday, June 29, 2019

June 29

On December 10, 2011, I broke my leg. We were bicycling through a park on the Alafia River. I was carrying Coco in a sling and she wanted to get down, so I put her down and she got all messy. I couldn’t put her back in the carrier all covered in filth, so I decided to take her down the embankment to rinse her off in the river. I stepped off the pavement and down I went, dog and all. I heard what sounded like a branch breaking, but it wasn’t a branch! It was my leg! Richard offered to carry me back up the embankment, but I was too afraid of the pain it might cause. I thought that the paramedics could get me off the river bank without moving my leg too much, but I was wrong. I should have let Richard carry me, he would have been more gentle. 

My lesson in this was to trust the one who loves me, rather than a complete stranger. They did a great job, and I’m very thankful for them, but I should have listened to Richard, because it would have saved me from experiencing so much pain. 

Physically, things are going to happen, it’s the nature of being in this world, but what’s most important is protecting your heart. God loves you, and in no way wants you to be hurt, but you have to listen to Him and trust Him. Harm comes when you step outside His will; it opens you up to the enemy’s assaults. The way you hear Him is through the indwelling Holy Spirit, and through reading your Bible daily. Make sure you’re tuned in.

“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him; I will protect him, because he knows my name. Psalms 91:14

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