Picked up from the fall.
Over this past weekend I had a chance to embrace one of my fears, skiing. It was my first time and I was going to put my fears behind me and enjoy God's wonderful nature. However, funny story, I was half way down my first run, on the bunny hill that is, and I was doing alright until...I biffed it. I'm not sure how I accomplished it but somehow I landed faced down with my legs all twisted and my skis flung on both sides of me. I sprained my ankle and now I'm back in daily life trying to make it around on crutches. Haha it's just my luck, maybe later I will try to ski again but for now I'm hobbling around trying not to hurt myself anymore. I've realized through this that I have amazing friends that care so much for me, getting me dinner, carrying me up the stairs and teasing me to make me feel better. I'm not sure why this is apart of God's crazy plan for me but maybe he wants me to take rest and rely on Him only. So it all comes down to just embracing my pain, cause through it all I will be stronger, ha well at least my arms will be:) I'm learning though that it's alright to be scared but it's also good to be fearless and take a risk now and then cause what's the worst that can happen? It's not so bad once you try because God will carry you when you fall.