It’s the most wonderful time of the year. So they say. For those caught up in the American Christmas culture, it’s the most stressful. Some years are better. Some years are worse. I’m happy to report I’m having a joyful Christmas season.
You see, I broke my ankle 2 weeks ago. What!? Yup. Slipped on a perfectly smooth and nearly level granite boulder while doing my favorite thing with my favorite people, hiking. Oh, I confess I was initially panick stricken. Filled with hows and whys and what ifs.
God got me off the mountain by helicopter free of charge. Yes I said helicopter and free. God made sure I had the best surgeon. Yes there was surgery. God made sure I could have the facility I work in cover their fee as a benefit for being their employee. God made sure all the people I owe money were filled with compassion and understanding to accept my bills would be paid late. God has been providing meals for me from my church family. God is making sure my company will hold my job until I’m mobile again. He’s been in every detail. Speaking love to me. Saying, “You only need to sit back and watch while I take of everything Michelle.”
So yeah. JOY! This Christmas is going down in my history as one of the best. I’m so humbled and thankful and in awe of my Father!
Joy to the world 🌎 the Lord is come. Let earth receive her King 👑