Facebook pulled this up for me a few days ago. I got another laugh; hope you will too. So after minor proofing, I’m posting again.

Ok, let me say first it was worth it!

That’s being said because I know the Holy Spirit is watching and reading what I’m writing. I don’t claim his anointing on this relating this incident; like Paul, I’m not saying I have the words of God! But I do think I must have given him a laugh for this day!

Since reading Yolanda’s blog a couple days ago, on the joy of being flat out before the Lord (like a lizard drinking, she said), I have longed to be flat out before him, but I really hated the “I can’t get up” part.

However, as I sat on my chair in the corner this morning looking at the floor, I contemplated putting into action a verse I read to Ashlyn yesterday “…in you my soul takes refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings…” To be under his wings would surely entail being down as low as I could go. “Well,” I reasoned, “if I pay close attention to how I get down, I can just reverse the procedure when I need to get back up.” Besides, I thought the Lord would help me in an extra measure since I would be going out on a limb (make that “flat on a floor”) to demonstrate my desire for a new spark in my devotions this morning.

It was good. I reached for my kindle, put on “Under His Wings,” by three different coral groups. As I said, it was good.

Time to get up, remember -just reverse the procedure. I pushed with elbows, tried to get on one knee, remembered that gravity pulling my weight was very helpful in getting down but not at all in getting up, finally groped around enough to reach my cane to support my rising again, and discovered a brand new lesson.

Gravity will help you down but it takes muscle to get up! Was it worth it? Yes, but I’m sure going to try to learn how to flatten my soul even with a body that sits in the chair.