This Winter season was especially difficult and fraught with perils. For me, the danger was not driving on the slippery roads; it was the challenge of taking Buddy out to relieve himself. Everything seemed to be slippery: the porch steps, tire tracks made by snowfall, and all the ground alongside our big, five-townhouse driveway.
Just getting on winter boots, coat, scarf, hat, and gloves drained energy several times a day. So how many times did I fall outside? Only once, praise God! It was Sunday after church and Brian was making lunch (bless his heart :p ). Our son was upstairs skyping. I knew freezing rain had started to fall since coming home from church, but I just thought "I'll be really careful". Got Buddy to the first porch step and BOOM down I went. It was quite a shock and I just lay there with Buddy waiting patiently on me. I couldn't move. I looked around in a stupor, and wondered how hurt I was. Our storm door is all glass and I saw that my son had come downstairs and spied me laying on the steps. He picked me up and helped me inside. I had soaked up a lot of that freezing rain too. Oh yes, it was a real adventure just taking Buddy out this winter.
So was God watching when I fell? Sure! Nothing escapes His attention. I had fallen inside, outside, and fell again when Buddy yanked hard on the leash and made me lose my balance. The common denominator was Buddy:) On the bright side, maybe God was reassuring me that my bones were still dense.
I have a picture upstairs that I love. A print of sparrows with the words "His Eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me". This is my all-time favorite Gospel hymn. I first heard it sung by Ethel Waters when I was a little girl and it captured my heart then and always.
Matthew 10:29, 31 "Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father's will. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows".