-Overworked Angels!-

Every year of my life growing up was marked by at least one major catastrophe. All I can say is, “Poor Mom!” Honestly, I can’t remember the ‘normal’ childhood maladies & sickness for the doctor, hospital, and/or ER visits. It’s not many kids that are on a first named basis with ER Doc’s.

I just gotta think that, while God had plans for my life, the Devil had plans against my life! I mean, for the love of Mike (whoever Mike is), I can remember a certain year by something bizarre that happened to me. ‘Oh yeah, that was the year I got my skull cracked.” Or, “No, that was the year I got impaled on that wire.” (Yeah, you read right.)

I’m sure most parents aren’t thrilled when school is called off because, unless they work at school, they have to make arrangements for their rugrats. Well, I’m sure my parents were particularly horrified. I can just hear my Dad, “Lord, Norma he’ll kill himself for sure. You better send him with me.” Dad worked on a construction site, but powered tools were safer than the thought of my being left alone for any stretch of time!

So, back to the ‘impaled by wire’ story; when I was 11 we had an ice storm & school was called off for several days as we had several inches of ice on everything. As always, I went with my Dad. I was sliding down ice covered scaffold boards on the end of the house Dad was building. He saw me fly by the window & went to put an end to the fun. He said, “Boy, you’re gonna stick a splinter up you clean to your shoulder blades!” I grudgingly stopped the fun.

As he went back inside I had an epiphany. I really didn’t know what that was, or how to use it, but I had one anyway. I saw the ice covered hill stretched below me & thought, “I’ll ski off that hill just like the Olympics!” I grabbed two sticks for poles, and while I had no skis, thought that was a minor inconvenience.

As I shoved off, both feet flew in the air & my derrière landed hard. I felt a sharp pain in my nether regions & realized that I was not, in fact, moving down the hill as gravity would otherwise dictate. It was then I realized the sharp pain came from the 6” wire that was firmly implanted in my…shall we say, ‘left side.” After clawing my way up the ice hill & off the wire (rusty by the way), I went to my Dad. I got a 20 minute “I told you so” lecture about disobedience, sliding down scaffolds & splinters & ‘serves you right’ & such. I didn’t have the nerve to tell him the real insanity that had ensued… Not until a couple of weeks later, right before I had to have surgery for the infection!

All of that to say this: I KNOW God had plans for my life, just as He has for yours! I shutter to think what life would have been without His protection. Lord, even with it there’s been enough doctor bills to buy a small island in the Bahamas! His angels were, and ARE protecting me each day. If I have just one ‘guardian angel’ I’m sure he’s overworked & put in for retirement by now! While you may not have taxed the angels, life without the Lord is dangerous with no future. Make Him your shelter & refuge.

“If you make the Lord your refuge, if you make the Most High your shelter, no evil will conquer you; no plague will come near your home. For He will order His angels to protect you wherever you go.They will hold you up with their hands so you won’t even hurt your foot on a stone.” Psalm 91:9-12 NLT


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