I hate falling. But it is inevitable. We all fall.

I just came back from a short walk to get lunch with my cute little gray Aldo heels and WHAM! There I went hitting the pavement. Thought it would be a little trip but no…I went down for the count. I think I laughed out loud. But I did stare at the pavement in quick disbelief and disorientation wondering what just happened. It was quick, brief and then comes a young Jewish boy to pick me up and ask if I was okay.

Yes I am okay, but the ankle hurts.

See we can get back up from a fall, we can even have others pick us up…but in every fall something occurs. There is always that chance of loss or injury from a fall. We always lose something when we fall instantly.

Dignity, respect, confidence… all that quickly escapes. In the fall we feel shame, upset, embarrassment or the like. Thank God for the young Jewish boy….but wow! Here goes my little swollen ankle already. I was obviously embarrassed. As he helped me up, I looked around to see if anyone else saw! How we are always concerned with what everybody else thinks of our fall.

Human nature. Continue reading