Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Did you cringe when you saw or heard about the compound break of the Louisville basketball player's leg Sunday? Oww, you know that had to hurt to the max. The force on the bone from the fall was just too great a pressure for it to be absorbed.
It made me think of all the falls I have had so far. Yes there are too many to count but I can't count any as graceful. 'It's a God thing' that as many times as I've bit the dust, the only bones I've broken are my nose and little toe. When I say 'only' I'm not discounting them as trivial because the pain was as real as anything else. What often hurts the worst is our pride. Good grief, did anybody see that? Sometimes we need a little leveling to get level headed again.
Psalm 34;19-20 'The righteous person may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all; he protects all his bones, not one of them will be broken.'
Proverbs 16;18 'Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.'