A while back, while homeschooling Sir Tristan, I felt impressed to assign a Term Paper for him to write entitled “I Am Grateful”, using zero online resources. His research tools would consist of KJV Bible, Strong’s Exhaustive Concordance of the Bible, and interviews with his adult family members. He must use at least 10 scripture references. I started him off with his first verse. “In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” I Thes. 5:18 ~ one of my fav verses and not always so easy to practice, but quickly put into practice on this particular day.
Early in the afternoon, I took my two-year-old granddaughter, Miss AlLeigh, into the bathroom to “potty” before her nap. I placed her step~stool in front of the sink so she could wash her hands afterwards. When I started to step back, she had moved behind me and I almost stepped down on her tiny foot. I quickly shifted my foot and tried to pivot, one of the things you are told to never do after joint replacement. Then I promptly began to do the other thing they tell you to never do ~ fall.
It seemed to happen in slow-mo and I was hyper-aware of everything in the room. First, Baby Girl was directly behind me and that was the direction I was falling. I was looking over my shoulder, speaking the only name I knew that could help. “Jesus”. I hit the first wall. She was still behind me. I bounced off the 2nd wall and she was still there. I realized she was going to be pinned between a wall and the commode if I didn’t crush her as I fell. I then hit my spine on the commode and landed in a sitting position. I was stunned. I turned my head to look for AlLeigh. She wasn’t there. She was clear across our very large bathroom, standing in front of the bathtub.
Now, I know that fall took only a couple of seconds, but something happened in those blinks of an eye to protect my grandbaby. I froze in place. She was frozen in place and we just stared at each other in puzzlement.
The next thing? Getting up off the floor. The floor in our bathroom is unyielding, hard tile. I tried rolling up a rug to get into a kneeling position, but these fakes knees and hips would not cooperate at all. I began to call for my son, Theo, and Tristan, but neither of them could hear my voice past all the closed doors. I finally scooted to the door, opened it and asked Miss AlLeigh to go get Tristan who was in the other bathroom across the house.
She walked to the foot of my bed, kept her eyes on me, and repeatedly yelled, “TrisSan!” He could not hear her. I prayed for wisdom. For strength.
I rolled to my stomach and dragged myself far enough to begin yelling again and Theo heard me. We quietly assessed the situation. Neither of us could think how to get me up off the floor. I am not a fragile piece of fluff ~ I’m pretty sturdy, so to speak. The two things we knew? Tristan needed to be present. And they could not pull me up. With the reverse shoulder replacement and the temporary repair of the other? No way could they pull on me. If we figured it out, Tristan would need to learn and help as he is the one who is usually here with me.
I prayed aloud for wisdom. “God, please help me figure this out! Give me wisdom!” I then asked Theo to grab the couch pillows. They are new and thick. If anything would cushion my knees enough, they would. We put them on the floor by my knees and I tried to roll onto them, but they slid. Theo stood on the edges of the pillows to hold them in place, but to no avail. I could not find purchase to grab. Again, “Lord, wisdom!”
I sat there, remembering those previous moments of fear. I remembered when I called “Jesus”, my granddaughter was spared. I looked at her standing there watching me with her hands folded in front of her. I asked her for a hug and she ran to give me one. I knew I had to find a way. If this ever happened when I was here alone with the babies, I had to know how to get on my feet. I was almost panicky at the thought of being trapped in one room on the floor and them in another room, unknowing, too tiny to help. “Lord, wisdom!”
I shifted the pillows so they were directly in front of the tub. I instructed AlLeigh to go stand by Uncle Toe who was consoling 6-month-old Kadence and watching over me carefully. I told Tristan when I rolled to my knees to start pushing with every bit of strength he had. I held my breath to push past the pain and using the tub for support, got onto my knees on the two pillows. I rested a moment and then with determination, I got to my feet, pushing off the side of the tub with Tristan’s tremendous help and GODly wisdom.
I relayed this story for one reason. Strange as it may seem, I am thankful for that fall. I had desperately feared that moment ever happening with good reasons. I learned so many lessons in those moments. First, the reinforced knowledge that HE is always with me. Second, there is only one name with true power. JESUS! I also learned in the most critical moment, there is still time to call out HIS name.
I watched with eyes wide open as HE spared my granddaughter injury. I felt HIS strength flow through me as HIS wisdom whispered the solution into my heart. While I am bruised and sore, I am whole. I didn’t break any bones or damage any of the joints I have been given. I am also thankful to know that if ever facing this situation again, GOD FORBID, I can find a way out.
I am quite sure that I will think of more things to be thankful for regarding that moment, but for now, I assure you, you can give thanks in everything! This is HIS will. Give HIM the glory always. HE certainly deserves all the glory. You may have to take a moment to think about it, but you will find a way to be grateful.
I also want to give thanks to AlLeigh who tried her best to help by calling for her brother and for running to get a third pillow and bringing it to me. I thank my son, Theo, for his calm presence in a crisis and for calming Kadence when she needed it so much. I thank Tristan for being the strong, helpful, young man he is becoming. I thank my bestie, Debster, for being online after the girls went to sleep. I was shaking like a leaf and desperately felt the need to cry for days. We chatted for a good long time, giving me the time to collect myself and be the Nee~Nee I needed to be when the babies awakened. I did not share with her at the time what had happened. We just conversed about so many other things as God calmed my soul.
“In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” I Thes. 5:18