The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
He makes me to lie down in green pastures
He leads me beside the still waters
He restores my soul

Psalm 23: 1-5

I never learn my lesson. I get too busy, too involved in life’s intricacies. I often feel as if I were stuck on an out of control treadmill that is going too fast. God tells us in Psalm 46:10 to “be still and know that I am God.” In Psalm 55:22, we are told to “Cast your burdens on the Lord and He will sustain you.” I did neither and suffered the consequences of my own foolishness. I was guilty of what I had repeatedly warned others against in my inspirational talks and writings. I had gotten too busy to have time for bible study or personal devotions. It was only as I lay in bed each night that I paused to speak to God and listen.

I tried to keep my new home absolutely spotless. I ironed sheets, pillowcases and t-shirts. I vacuumed the beautiful oak floors more than once a day, dusting and polishing furniture in between. Sunday’s found me too worn out to attend church, yet I served elaborate brunches and dinners when the family returned from worshipping without me. But where, where was the peace I claimed to have?

As always, my heavenly Father stepped in. Years ago extreme exhaustion landed me in the hospital interrupting my overloaded schedule of church duties, paid employment and the volunteer work I found meaningful.

This time a fall resulted in a fractured hand, sprained ankle, aggravated back and whiplash injuries, along with various bumps and bruises. So, I was compelled to take time from what I considered urgent obligations that surprisingly were fulfilled without me. Six weeks of healing have certainly slowed me down enough to realize what is really most important in life. Painful sleepless nights renewed my awareness of God’s presence, as I called out to Him to for comfort.

My body is healing and I anticipate the removal of my cast. It was a banner day as I sat beside Paul in our customary seats at church surrounded by our loving church family, who offered prayers, encouragement and joy at my return. My heart is warmed and I realize how much God and His people love me, and how close I came to the fall from grace that nearly was mine.

The Good Shepherd leads me
And tenderly cares for my wounded soul
A broken body a small price to pay
For the grace and peace that makes me whole
Nights without sleep
Nights filled with pain
Not much to have lost
With so much to gain
As I clasp His, hand once more.