“If I keep my eyes on God, I won’t trip over my own feet.” Psalm 25:15
There is a sorry joke about someone having big feet is outstanding in his own field. I can control my weight, how tan I allow my skin to become, the color of my hair (should I choose to dye it), but I can’t change the size of my size 12 feet or hands, nor my height. Sometimes my big feet cause me to trip over the smallest items.
Falling is a huge concern for seniors. My doctor told me due to osteopenia, if I were to fall, I could break a hip. I’m taking calcium and trying to walk to build up strength in my bones. But in walking there are possibilities of tripping. Glen tripped last summer while walking to a Starbuck’s because he was looking for his Starbuck’s card and missed a curb. Another day I missed a step and fell leaving a Starbuck’s because I wasn’t paying attention to the warning sign on the door.
Much of life is spent walking around in a fog. I park my car at a shopping mall and then can’t find it an hour later. It is not my memory but the failure to pay attention to where I parked. And, when I stop paying attention to my daily prayers and meditation, my life becomes one big trip to the land of discontent.
Thank you, Lord, for keeping your eyes on your children at all times. Amen.