#11 Confidence

I wasn't planning on the topic of today's post, but I decided on a personal note. A week ago I was almost to the front door of our church on a cold Sunday morning, trying to go a little too fast, when my body started going faster than my feet, I crashed to the sidewalk and my forehead hit the concrete. I was taken by ambulance to the hospital, where tests showed there was no internal damage; I was bandaged and sent home with advice to rest and take it easy. What then surprised me was the purple coloring that developed around my eyes, then my face, and even down my throat. I feel pretty good, but I looked scary! (Still do.) But it made me think. I'm 84 years old, and I don't know how many are years are left. But I have to say I'm fortunate, both physically as well as in many other ways. I can walk away from this one, so I win. But if for any reason I don't survive, I still win. I have the assurance (see #10) that my sins are forgiven, and that someday God will say to me, "Welcome to my heaven!" That gives me the confidence for living. As I said in the introduction of this blog, I'm a long way from perfect. But I'm perfectly forgiven. That makes all the difference for me.