Just a peak

I am amazed at how well I feel, now that the chemo effects are past. I'm so thankful.

Chuck was on his weekly early-morning run to the bakery warehouse for donated bread for the mission yesterday when he fell off the dock. His left leg was twisted under him, and he expected a bad break. But God intervened. Chuck landed against the van instead of on the pavement. A small bone on the top of his right foot may be broken, but after regular icing all day yesterday, the swelling is nearly gone. This morning, understandably, he hurts almost everywhere, but he's up and plans to keep going. We're very aware that we've experienced a miracle of God's protection.

I was encouraged by the following in a newsletter from missionaries in West Africa:
"It seems to me that our whole lifetime is like watching one minute of game footage from one video camera at one football game of one season, and slowing it down to watch it frame by frame over a long period of time. Our camera might not be looking at the central action, might in fact be observing something happening on the sidelines or in the stands, and the chances are high that during that one minute most of what is happening on the field will not be live action, but rather resetting after the last play to prepare for the next one. If we don't get to see what happened in the rest of the game and in the preceding and following games, we will probably not be able to make sense of what we saw. Our lives, from an eternal perspective, are such a tiny piece of the bigger picture, and sometimes what we are focused on is not the central action. We see only our one minute, so often we cannot possibly understnad the significance of what we are seeing, in spite of our efforts at wise-sounding running commentaries."

In other words, get over yourself and play your position to the best of your ability. The sovereign Coach sees the whole game. I like that.

Blessings,
Carol