Yesterday, I took a not-so-graceful fall. I was walking around our ponds (my daily exercise and a place I just get alone with the Lord during the daytime hours.) And as I was going to cross the stream, I stepped on a board (a broken one) and I went crashing down, doing the splits. I hurt everything there was to hurt.
Our boys came running to my rescue and had to pull me up, cause I couldn’t get up. My nice outfit was sopping wet, full of mud, my rain boots were filled with water and mud. (Very graceful move on my part!)
Everything was in pain and swelling up. (My ankles, wrists, hands, thumbs, back, backside, and bottom. My hand and thumb were instantly swelling and I could see the black and blue marks forming.)
Honestly, my flesh wanted the sympathy of my husband, who kindly offered it (after he got himself to stop laughing). But I held my tongue and didn’t give into my flesh.
I got myself into the shower, and sized up the situation. Even though my body was shaking, and I knew I hurt myself. I said, “No! No weapon formed against me shall prosper! All pain and swelling be gone in Jesus’ name.”
When I came out of the room, my husband asked me if I was alright. I said, “I have exercised my authority. And I am just fine. Why would I expect anything different?”
All swelling and pain left. I have no bruises. I have been walking up and down hills and around the ponds, working with my hands and even typing on my computer too.
Faith-filled words and actions in the redemptive work of Christ, works! DARE to Believe!!!