A year ago today, I fell about 20 feet from a ladder. I didn't remember the date, but someone ask me if it was about this time last year. I have plenty of bills from UVa that start on May 24, 2006. As I lay in the hospital I told God that whatever he chose to do, I would give him praise. With 5 broken ribs, a broken scapula, a broken vertebrae, and a collapsed lung, I felt like truly broken. In the midst of this "brokenness" I was surrounded by God's love. My family, friends, and church supported me and my family. There was a tremendous outpouring of love from our church - some people I barely even knew. It meant a lot that they brought meals and mainly that they took time to visit me. God was always with me. He strengthened me and healed me. Here is a verse that was part of a devotional I did this morning:

Psalm 138:3-8

    ³ When I called, you answered me;
       you greatly emboldened me.

    ⁴ May all the kings of the earth praise you, LORD,
       when they hear what you have decreed.

    ⁵ May they sing of the ways of the LORD,
       for the glory of the LORD is great.

    ⁶ Though the LORD is exalted, he looks kindly on the lowly,
       but he takes notice of the proud from afar.

    ⁷ Though I walk in the midst of trouble,
       you preserve my life.
       You stretch out your hand against the anger of my foes;
       with your right hand you save me.

    ⁸ The LORD will vindicate me;
       your love, LORD, endures forever—
       do not abandon the works of your hands.


I thought this was appropriate as I marked the annivesary of my fall. I won't bore you with the details, but God far exceeded my prayer of healing. The doctors and therapist were surprised at how well I healed. Now, after a year, not only did God restore me to where I was, but I'm in the best shape I've been in since my 20s.

Praise God!!!