What Falls May Bring...

There is something about fibromyalgia. I believe it should be called the disease of graceful falling, because that is just what I do. For me, it seems to effect mostly the right side (yet I have found it has a mind of it’s own when it decides to act out) and it has become just plain humorous when I fall, or rather when my brain is telling my leg to lift and it decides, “Not today, nah, I don’t think so. You’re not the boss of me.” And then I take a nice ride to find the pavement or tile floor. Why can’t I ever hit soft carpet? My first big fall was when I was pregnant with Faith, the next big fall was down a flight of stairs to which Matt found me lying face down. I recently fell outside Joshua’s therapy building and then there was this Easter Sunday. This was our first official Sunday here at Geneva Church of Christ and Matt told everyone that I fell coming in the door…that I had fallen for them.

As I sit here amongst all the boxes my heart is filled with a joy that is truly ineffable. You see, Saturday when Matt arrived a few hours before the kids and I did, over 20 people showed up to move our stuff from the truck. Within 30+ minutes all of our things that took a day to pack….were in our new home.

As I unpack I find myself thanking God for Rita who helped me pack all those boxes from our old house (again), those who packed the truck, and then thanking God for our new friends who brought those boxes into our new house. Philemon 1

Change is hard, it is not something anyone truly jumps at. Even if you say you LOVE CHANGE, deep down inside, if you really admit it, it causes your heart to palpitate, your emotions become ambivalent, you may even become fearful of what is ahead. However, I have found with any new adventure…and I have had the opportunity to be placed in many from bicycling in the Rockies and Canada, to traveling overseas as a missionary…one thing remains the same, one thing never changes and that is God and His incredible love, mercy, grace, compassion, provision….the list is endless. This past Saturday I was able to experience His love again in a tangible way as this new body of Christ followers came to help us move in. Thank you all! From Wooster to Geneva!

I am reminded of God’s words to Joshua, “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."

Even when I fall…figuratively and literally.