Mama Bunkfish

Navigating marriage, motherhood, and mental illness on Jesus, caffeine, and naps!

After the Fall

The other day I decided to take the kids to the park. While walking through the mulch I stepped the wrong way and fell…flat on my face. I laid there for about ten seconds and realized that I had two options: lay there or hoist all these thighs and ample bottom up off the ground. Clearly I didn’t stay there but instead got up, dusted myself off, and moved on with the day.

The next day as I was retelling the story to someone they asked me if I had someone help me up. I was like, nope, got up on my own. At that moment I realized that I was a lot stronger than I thought I was.

Life is like that for me sometimes. It’s not until after the fall or the storm has passed that I realize just how strong I am. And let me clarify, it’s not ME that’s strong. It’s the Holy Spirit within me that’s strong. See Corliss is weak. Corliss would often rather lie down and just not deal with falls, storms, or anything else like that. But because of what I KNOW God has brought me through and His supernatural strength I’m not so quick to give up. 

I used to be deathly afraid of falling. I still have some fear (I don’t like pain) but now I know that even though there might be bumps and bruises, I can get back up. Now to find some BenGay and Advil. 

Until next time…

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