She fell down the stairs.
It was dark and she was merely trying to get back into the church and she fell down the stairs. Her fall was broken by hitting loose sharp gravel and she was knocked unconscious for a bit.
She broke her arm, wrist and fingers. Her leg was hurt and there were fears that she had broken that as well.
There was a gash on her nose and the whole side of her face looked like it had been beaten over and over 'til it hardly resembled skin. It was bloody, swollen, black and blue
She had gravel and pieces of dirt and rocks in her eyes and she could hardly see.
That was just 11 days ago.
This morning she stood in the front of the church and sang like an angel.
Her face had no bruising or scars and her eyes were bright and happy.
If it weren't for the cast on her arm one would never know she had had such a fall.
She stood up there praising God and spoke of how thankful and blest she felt....I thought.....
She is showering Blessings onto all of us there...maybe even some who feel beaten and battered; Who think why me and why now? We could easily look at her arm in a cast and say "Awww Poor Dear".
I chose to look at the light shining from her and felt that her love filled words today were definitely a Kiss from God.