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I Cut Myself While Shaving
By Cheryl Harrison

My mischievous side showed itself this week. I know, I know, but I couldn't help myself, and who could blame me? I have been asked, "What happened to you?" so many times in the past two weeks that the answer was beginning to be a bore. Because of this, whenever the subject came up, I decided to give silly answers.

For example, yesterday I was working in my office when a visitor came by. He saw me sitting in a wheelchair and asked, "What happened to you?"

I sighed and said, "I cut myself while shaving."

A few more quips and giggles later, I finally told him what really happened. I shared a true story of adventure and intrigue…

"I stepped over a baby-gate and fractured my foot."

Actually, I don't know how it happened. All I remember is when I swung my left foot over the gate, my right foot crumpled beneath me. After that, I fell forward over the gate and landed hard on the floor. While lying there, in severe pain, I remembered an old television commercial line..."Help, I have fallen and I cannot get up!"

Suddenly, I realized it was true; I could not get up without help. One visit to the emergency room, several x-rays, and a subsequent visit to a foot doctor revealed a fracture. I was told that if I wanted the foot to heal correctly I must not walk on it for six weeks. How frustrating! This really cramps my style.

I would love to say the circumstances surrounding my fractured foot did not affect my faith at all, but honestly ... I had a pity party and complained to the Lord. His answer was as follows:

"As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the LORD is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in him. For who is God besides the LORD? And who is the Rock except our God? It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; He enables me to stand on the heights. He trains my hands for battle; my arms can bend a bow of bronze. You give me your shield of victory, and your right hand sustains me; you stoop down to make me great. You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn." (Psalms 18:30-36 NIV)

After reading this I asked, "But Lord, why did you let my ankle turn?"

In answer, I think I heard the Holy Spirit sigh. Then I understood ... this scripture did not apply to my accident. On the contrary, it applied to my current situation.

I realized, my foot will heal and, while I wait, the Lord is my shield, He is my strength, He will sustain me, and He will help me stand. Not only that, but He will make sure my ankles do not turn again, and for me, this is great news, because I am really clumsy on crutches!

Could it be that, like me, you are going through tough times? Well, hold onto this promise ... God is with you in the midst of trouble. He is your shield and your strength. He will sustain you and most of all ... when you fall He will stoop down and pick you up.

Prayer: Dear Lord, thank you for being an ever-present help in times of trouble.
Cheryl Harrison resides with her family in Texas and has been on staff at her home church as youth minister since August 2001. She is an active leader in women's ministry and has organized and taught women's conferences. Writing and teaching weekly youth and women's Bible studies brings great joy to her heart. Personal experiences drawn from childhood, marriage, parenting, teaching, and ministry, are the inspiration for her writing. If you would like to write to Cheryl, you can do so through the Letters page of this magazine.