Me: Prodigal, be careful on those rocks.
Prodigal: yes, I am watching every step.
Me: Yes, falls can be devastating.
This is from the book Where Angels Walk by Joan Wester Anderson
Jean Biltz was expecting her fifth child in a few months. On a cold spring morning she awakened in her Wichita home early and, after making the coffee, went outside to see if the milkman had made his delivery.
During the night the back porch had become glazed with ice, and as Jean stepped onto it, both her feet slipped our from under her. There was no railing on the stoop, nowhere to catch hold and keep herself from tumbling down the stairs. Almost in slow motion, Jean saw herself falling…falling….perhaps losing her unborn baby.
Then all of a sudden, two strong arms caught Jean and stood her up straight against the door. Thank heaven her husband had awakened early and was at the right place at the right time! Her grateful heart still pounding, she turned to him….but there was no one there at all. The door stood open, the kitchen beyond was empty, and even the snow-covered yard was silent, except for a little sigh in the wind.
Jean’s baby was born strong and healthy, and today is the father of eight.
And this day shall be unto you for a memorial; and ye shall keep it a feast to the Lord throughout your generations; ye shall keep it a feast by an ordinance forever.
Exodus 12:14
Jennifer Van Allen
www.theprodigalpig.com
www.faithincounseling.org
