I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP

     So here is the story. On cloud nine from completing chemo the day before, I enjoyed a quiet morning with coffee, music, doxies, and reading.  Before me was the prospect of an entire week of making my own agenda, doing exactly what I wanted. Visions of spring cleaning, preparing the yard for spring, quality time with my family, and a good book. I went to the kitchen to fix breakfast. After opening the dishwasher door to get out a pan, I was sidetracked by my doggie - peeing on the floor, no less.  I went to the living room to clean up the mess and put him out the back door. I turned around to enter the kitchen forgetting about the open dishwasher door. I flew across the open door and landed with the full force of my body an my ceramic tile floor, directly on the left hip. Excruciating pain and terror. On the floor unable to move. So grateful that my sweet husband was at home. We tried for a half hour to get me off the floor, but to no avail.  My daughter's fiancée  arrived and carried me to the car  (no easy task!). It was then that I knew that my injury was severe and that we should have called EMS.
     If you are waiting for my revelation as to why this happened to me,  I must disappoint you. I have given every ounce of courage and faith be a good cancer patient, to accept the constant poking, prodding and drugs that medical professionals administer while wearing protective clothing.  People incorrectly quote a scripture by saying that God won't give you more than you can handle.
1 Corinthians 10:13 says, "no temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted more than you can bear.  But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it."  Of course, life brings us more health problems, financial problems, family problems, social problems, than we can handle. If WE could handle all that life throws our way, we would not need to depend upon GOD.  God's promise to his children is that he will meet us in our circumstances of life and carry us through.
     I am clinging to the scripture from 2 Corinthians 5:7. "For we walk by faith, not by sight."  I am lying flat on my back unable to move, much less walk. Being in this situation is more than painful, it is terrifying. On occasion, the enemy tries to take control of my mind with overwhelming panic, self pity, and depression. I just tell him to leave me alone because I am a child of The Lord Jesus Christ and he can't have me. My faith does not alleviate the pain, it does not mend my broken bone, but it guards me from spirit damage. The tears still come, the regret of that moment of distraction does not fade, but my trust in my Savior who has promised never to leave me or forsake me never waivers.