God's care is constant.
Many here have heard my bemoaning my failing vision, though the less I see, it seems the more I see in other manners.
Earlier today, here in my PC area I had place a basket about on yard by half a yard in size on the floor.
I came into the room not seeing it and stumbled on it. While falling, God gave me the sense to do a half pivot, and my arms found two dining cahirs, one on either side, and I wound up in a sitting position on the floor, arms rested after stopping the fall on those chairs.
Those chairs are usually not there, so that in itself is remarkable, but when I later looked where I fell there is my telepghone table, and it could not have been more than an inch and a half from the back ow my head, that is, where my head was when I lited on tot he floor.
We are cared for all of the time, even when not grateful. A long time ago while meditating on a beings birth and growing up, it came to me that it is a miracle that anyone survives enfancy let along a long life.....Praise God, He is worthy, not us.
PS...that marble table top had ist corner poised rdirectly at the back of my head.