My sister called today and sounded very weary. Come to find out, she fell down the stairs at her house a couple of days ago. She tripped on the second to the last step and landed flat out, skidding on the concrete floor. She did go to the doctor and get checked out and although she is pretty banged up, thankfully there are no serious injuries. This gave me a flashback to when my other sister fell down the stairs and broke her leg, leaving her with months of recovery and rehab. My parents and I were very upset to hear about my sister’s fall. But, the more I thought about it, the more grateful I was that she wasn’t hurt worse.
I Found God today grateful that my sister’s injuries were not worse.