Epic Fail or “E”

This past week has been so difficult... Last Monday, while at Good News club, I fell and broke my femur. I broke the "greater trochanter of the right femur, commonly referred to as "the hip". I like to tell people I broke my femur or my leg, because that doesn't make me sound as old as saying that I broke my hip.

Anyway, because of the massive pain and all the pain medication, I haven't been progressing in the Faith Dare. I have been concentrating on days 1 & 2. (I will blog day 2, soon). I have been trying to REST in the arms of God the Father... I have been trying to stop spinning plates! I know that at least part of the reason God allowed me to break my hip, was to teach me to let go of control. God is in control, I know that! But sometimes, I just have this need to "help out" and make sure that everything is going according to plan. And usually when I do that, I end up totally messing everything up.

Yesterday, I went beyond "plate spinner" to "puppet master". I feel so ashamed and embarrassed. I took information, which was only partial and not 100% correct and acted upon it. I shouldn't have... God had this under control. I've been asking many people for forgiveness for opening my big fat mouth.

I am so thankful that God is a God of second (and third and fourth and...) chances. Although I did FAIL at this one "test", God has not written me off as worthless or unable to learn. I know that there will be more opportunities for me to stay out of God' way.

This reminded me of when we were living in Seattle. Our son, "B" was still in high school. He is unpleased we moved from Yakima to Seattle, leaving all of his friends, he was unpleased with the new school he was going to, he was unpleased with just about everything. He came home one day with his report card. It was a card of mostly "C's" and "D's". And then I saw something that I had never seen before. He had gotten an "E" in one of his classes. I knew that the "E" did not stand for "Excellent", so I asked him about it. He said that the "E" meant that he didn't pass the class. To which I replied, "So you failed?" He went on to explain that the school didn't like to use the term "fail" because that made the students feel bad. I thought that was stupid. But then I think of how God deals with us... He doesn't just write us off as a "FAIL". I think that he gives us an "E" and gives us ample opportunity to learn from our mistakes.

My hope for this week is to be able to progress through the Faith Dare book, hopefully to catch up to where the group is. But more importantly than that, my prayer is that I will be able to yield control over EVERYTHING to God