Just call me "Grace"!

I can't believe that I was in the least bit concerned about what I would have to write about on this blog. Oh, ye of little faith... God always provides! Let me see if I can paint a word picture for you. This afternoon after triumphing over the Thai language challenge with Daphne's help, I decided to seize the moment and follow through on another one of my goals and that was to go to the workout room and put in an hour of exercise. All was going well...I had even completed the circuit 2 times and was pushing the limits to an hour and a half ...to be honest, I was only going the extra mile because the HBO movie wasn't over yet:) Anyway, I'm watching the movie and ticking off the miles on the treadmill when another lady comes in to workout. As you know I'm desperate for friends so when she started having problems figuring out how to work the stationary bike, I was only more than happy to help. Obviously, that was a very nice thing to do; however, I momentarily lost my focus and forgot that I was on a treadmill going at a pretty fast rate. Well, to make a long story short, I have road rash down both arms, a major bruise on my right hip, a couple of broken blood vessels, and last but not least, I've suffered significant embarrassment and scared a friend away:(
As I was soaking my wounds and pride in the tub, I started thinking about an analogy. I think that life is kind of like this... as long as we keep our focus on God and stay on his path for our life, things usually go along pretty well. We can choose to avoid many of the pitfalls that can cause disappointment and heartbreak. However, if we're not careful, we can lose our focus...even to do what we think at the time is something good. Before you know it, we're wounded, broken hearted and in need of healing that only the Great Physician can offer. Praise God that his grace is sufficient no matter how severe our fall. I don't know about you, but I think it would be an honor to be called Grace! In fact, I can't think of a sweeter name.