"...and Jill Came Tumbling After!"

"Jack and Jill went up the stairs to get the Baby A__, Jack came down and turned around, and Jill came tumbling after!"  Well, sort of!  This basically what happened in our house on Sunday after church.

You see, I went upstairs to lay A__ down for her nap and kicked N out of his room b/c the crib is currently in his room. This allows her to nap during the day in peace while he is at school. But baby A woke and would not go back to sleep. So, I picked her up and proceeded to take her back downstairs. Meanwhile, N had relocated his Hot Wheels garage and load of cars to the steps to play.  I was still dressed for church, wearing my high heel boots to keep warm from the frigged cold of that morning. I moved his toys over and started down the steps. I guess I must have missed one!  Lets just say that Hot Wheels, high heels, and narrow steps don't mix.  I realized there was no fixing the inevitable tumble and I was worried about poor A!  So, in midair, I flipped over onto my back so that I would not land on her. Poor A rode on my chest and I bumped down the stairs backward and head first. My loving hubby was at the bottom the steps and hung up on whoever he was speaking with on the phone as I shouted, "B! B!  Save A! Get her!"  Once at the bottom, he says, "ARE YOU OK????" But all I can muster is, "Get her! Make sure she is OK."  I just lay on the floor trembling but thinking I am alright and at least STILL ALIVE! (Praise GOD!)  Then I slowly start wiggling extremities trying to determine if calling an ambulance should be the next step and if I should lay as still as possible.  I determine over time, to the callings of my loving family to get up, that I am, in fact, OK and I slowly move to get up.

Fast forward to Monday morning....

I think that I am black and blue from head to toe but otherwise OK. My neck is stiff and sore and kinda hurts to move it.  As the day progresses my neck and head get worse so I decided to take advantage of my dear mother-in-law and a new friend down the street to take care of my kids. I make an appointment with a chiropractor!  End of story...Severe whiplash and a torqued lumbar spine (which I didn't even really feel, but now that it is back in alignment I am beginning to notice the difference.) Today is day 4 and chiropractors can work MAGIC!  If I had gone to the ER, I'm pretty sure I would still be in a cervical collar and unable to move, taking LOTS of pain pills. I went to the chiropractor and I can pretty much do whatever I want (within reason) and I have almost all range of motion back. He expects about 1 to 3 months for a full recovery and I might need physical therapy but I feel lucky to be alive and able to move all my limbs!  That is BY FAR the worst injury I've ever had. I've done a lot of weird stuff athletically but I've never done anything that could have potentially been fatal.

So, all this has had me thinking!  This is not the first time I have "sacrificed" myself to save my child. I bet you have done it or will at some point in the future.  I have done it once now for each kid and each time I came out pretty banged up (this being the most serious).  The other times were because of something the child did and I "saved" them, but this time was of no fault to poor A. (She, by the way, is perfectly fine minus a small scrape on her forehead.)   You see, God gave us basic instincts, reflexes if you will, in order to maintain our own personal safety.  You blink when something comes toward your face.  You put up your hands if something is flying toward you, or turn you back, which is much stronger than your head. We get into fetal position. WE BRACE FOR IMPACT if we are about to fall.  These are innate and happen subconsciously.  So, how is it that we, as parents, are able to override those basic instincts?  How was I able to flip over in midair to save A?  I believe that God gives us another instinct as parents...LOVE!  We love our children so much, that we would die for them, or fall down stairs, or jump in front of moving trucks!  It is our basic reflex to protect them in every way!  It hurts us when our children are rejected among their peers and it is your gut reaction to go jump the bully! It hurts us when they get a boo-boo, like it is somehow our fault for not watching carefully. 

This, in turn, makes me reflect more fully on Christ. I can't really turn my eyes upward right now until my neck heals, but I can bow in prayer in thankfulness that He sacrificed Himself for ME!  How must God hurt when the "bullies" hurt me, or I get a boo-boo?  He must want to swat the bad guys and shelter me in His arms and that is just exactly what He does. So I will hold my babies and love them, just as I am loved and know that I would do it all over again and so would He! 

Now to just make sure there is a new rule in this house, "No Toys on the Steps!" ....

Have You Ever TRULY Felt Loved????

Man!  Today has been an awesome day and its only half over!  I woke this morning with my K in bed with me!  I let her sleep with me last night. We (hubby and I) try to do this every so often for the kids to get special time with Mommy or Daddy. I shared a very special prayer with her, just about her and whats going on in her life. We had a great time talking about where God is, where He lives, what He is doing, and how He can hear all of our prayers. Then, I hear A over the monitor and loving hubby gets her INSTEAD OF ME!  (He slept with N for special time with Daddy and A's crib is in N's room.)  That is music to my ears as well. He made me feel loved.

Then, I am blessed and encouraged by several at church. I see so many of whom I get to keep up with through Facebook and I am able to encourage them too because I now know it was their birthday, or what they did last night with their families and how fun it looked! Today is a special Sunday, with a guest speaker who really spoke to me about prayer and how we need to pray SPECIFICALLY. As noted in an earlier post, I am still a work-in-progress in this department.  Then, SIX (yes, count them, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6!!!!) people came forward to renew their commitment to Christ and ask for everyone's love, support, and prayers. What a wonderful day! Families are being blessed and restored. 

All of this leads me to feel loved. Loved by the ones that spoke with me at church (you know who you are if you are still reading this post!), loved by my hubby, loved by my children, loved by God. I can SEE God in nature and in the beauty of this earth, but I am struck most recently by SEEING Him move in the lives of myself and my friends. There have been a lot of dark times recently and I can SEE Satan moving too. He wants nothing more than to see strong Christians struggle and flail. I can SEE what Satan is capable of and how he can manipulate situations. I want to stand with my fellow Christians in UNITY to be soldiers for Christ! So here is where I stand:

(Spoiler Alert!) I HAVE READ THE GOOD BOOK AND I KNOW THE ENDING!  THE GOOD GUY WINS!   

I know that God is ALIVE!  I know that He cares for me, for all of us!  I know that He is moving and making all things for good!  And it is this knowledge that makes me feel TRULY loved today! If you have never felt this kind of love, I pray that you come talk to me and let me tell you how to find Him, the Creator of love. Praise God!