We
went downtown to shop and as we walked up 2 steps I lost my balance
and fell flat on my back on the pavement. “Please God, no
concussion”. Slowly Willie helped me up and got an ice pad from
the pharmacy. I sat on a chair with an ice pack on my head, drinking
fresh water and praying that God would heal my body and remove the
trauma. There were no symptoms of a major problem, so we went home
where I loaded myself with painkillers and exchanged between ice
pack for my head and hot water bottle for the inner bruises
everywhere else. It was more painful in the morning but our group
rallied around
d me in prayer. I'm feeling much better tonight.
(Ecclesiastes 4:9-10)
Two
are better than one, because they have a good return for their
labor:
If either of them falls down, one can help the other
up.
But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.
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