This afternoon I decided to go to the church for the opportunity to work in my office uninterrupted. As I walked into the kitchen without turning the light on, I fell. Not just a sweet, graceful fall but a splayed out in a puddle of water, almost did the splits kinda fall. I tried to right myself but was surrounded by water and in flip flops, not the perfect set-up on a linoleum floor. Nothing hurt at first, as I gathered my wits about me. I turned the lights on, took a look....just a little blood. That's good. Nothing felt broken, that was good. I stood thinking about how much I wish someone was here in the church with me. My heart was racing, I was shaking from the whole assault of floor meeting body in such a surprising way. I wanted my husband, I wanted someone to tell me I was okay, I wanted someone to wrap their arms around me and take care of me. Just for a minute.
Everyday we have the opportunity to bring comfort to others. To step into peoples lives that have fallen. To pick them up and help them get steady in a broken world. We can bandage up their wounds, put our arms around them and tell them it is going to be okay. Let them know nothing is broken that can't be fixed and reveal the Fathers heart to them. He says; I AM the healer, protector, father, husband, redeemer, strong tower, perfect one, peace in time of trouble, I AM the I AM. Our job is just to make the introductions and then let the great I AM do His loving work. Stay on the lookout, maybe someone has fallen around you and they just need a band-aid and an introduction to the heart of the Father. This Daddy is unfailing and perfect in every way.
