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simplyme_bekah
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As I woke up this was on my mind today and I wanted to share something amazing that happened to me, an example of my Gods love and protection for me. About two years ago we lived in Portola Ca. which is a very small mountain town. Where we were staying had this really long set of stairs built into the hill made from railroad boards. Very rickety and old with a wooden hand rail with big border size rocks resting on some of the steps that you had to step around. If you fell down those stairs chances are you wouldn't survive because of all the rocks and wooden post your body and head would hit going down and it was a long long way down as you could imagine being built in the side of a hill.
Well me I seen those stairs as an opportunity to get in shape. I had walked up them about 4x and was seriously winded when I reached the top that last time. You know when you find yourself completely vulnerable and you know you are going to fall no matter what you do and your arms start to do that windmill to try and find balance? A better example is like when your pants are around your ankles and you try to stand up and walk to reach something but instead you start to fall and you know there is nothing you can do to save yourself from that fall but to well fall.
That was me at the top of those stairs. I was going to fall backwards and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from falling. No handrail at the top just empty air. I was standing there doing the windmill with my arms completely helpless to stop myself from falling backwards when I felt a hand rest on my shoulder keeping me from tumbling down those wooden stairs. There was no one there but me and nature. Either my God or my guardian angel touched me that day keeping me safe from harm. I will never in a million years forget that moment. I remember going back to tell my guy about it all excited.
Another thing that happened there. Those same stairs were the stairs down to the walking trail that was through the woods that's not very populated at all. There was a rest stop with a gazebo that looked out over the Truckee River telling the history right next to the stairs. I was on my way down those stairs to hit up the walking trail. I had a destination in mind to walk to the beginning of the trail where I would walk to the other end. On my way down the stairs I passed two guys that were drinking beer and they were rough looking characters. I was on my way to the start of the trail when for some reason instead I found myself walking over to the river. I stood there baffled and turned around to walk away. Just as I walked into some really tall bushes that hid me from view I saw those two men go in the direction that I was originally going to go following me. I swear as soon as I seen them I knew that they were looking for me. I know without a shadow of a doubt that my God hid me from them and got me to safety on that day. When you are a child of our God he is not shy about letting you know he is with and for you. Just had to share that with you guys. I think those two incidents let me know that no matter where I am I am always safe in my King. (((grinz))) neat huh
Well me I seen those stairs as an opportunity to get in shape. I had walked up them about 4x and was seriously winded when I reached the top that last time. You know when you find yourself completely vulnerable and you know you are going to fall no matter what you do and your arms start to do that windmill to try and find balance? A better example is like when your pants are around your ankles and you try to stand up and walk to reach something but instead you start to fall and you know there is nothing you can do to save yourself from that fall but to well fall.
That was me at the top of those stairs. I was going to fall backwards and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from falling. No handrail at the top just empty air. I was standing there doing the windmill with my arms completely helpless to stop myself from falling backwards when I felt a hand rest on my shoulder keeping me from tumbling down those wooden stairs. There was no one there but me and nature. Either my God or my guardian angel touched me that day keeping me safe from harm. I will never in a million years forget that moment. I remember going back to tell my guy about it all excited.
Another thing that happened there. Those same stairs were the stairs down to the walking trail that was through the woods that's not very populated at all. There was a rest stop with a gazebo that looked out over the Truckee River telling the history right next to the stairs. I was on my way down those stairs to hit up the walking trail. I had a destination in mind to walk to the beginning of the trail where I would walk to the other end. On my way down the stairs I passed two guys that were drinking beer and they were rough looking characters. I was on my way to the start of the trail when for some reason instead I found myself walking over to the river. I stood there baffled and turned around to walk away. Just as I walked into some really tall bushes that hid me from view I saw those two men go in the direction that I was originally going to go following me. I swear as soon as I seen them I knew that they were looking for me. I know without a shadow of a doubt that my God hid me from them and got me to safety on that day. When you are a child of our God he is not shy about letting you know he is with and for you. Just had to share that with you guys. I think those two incidents let me know that no matter where I am I am always safe in my King. (((grinz))) neat huh
