Bubble of Protection

I pray every day for a "bubble" or invisible forcefield of protection around my husband, my children, myself, our home, the kids' teachers and schools, our church, our neighborhood, and around anything or anyone else that comes to mind as I am praying.   I visualize a giant invisible bubble of protection with guardian angels posted all around,  keeping us safe - protecting us not only physically but mentally,  spiritually and emotionally as well.  I pray it out loud with my family and quietly to myself.   I pray constantly. 

I know the Lord hears my prayers and that we are covered and protected.  But that doesn't mean I bear no responsibility for avoiding situations that could harm me.  And it doesn't mean I won't ever get hurt.

In January,  my husband was out of town and I was racing (I am not fast but it felt like I was racing 🙃) around the house trying to get a few chores done before getting the kids to school.   I was almost done.  The kids were finishing up breakfast and I was taking the garbage I had just rounded up out through the garage to the big garbage bin outside.   Coming back in to the garage, in my hurry, I didn't lift my leg high enough (as often happens to me because if the faulty wiring in my brain that can't quickly get signals down to my legs) and my toe caught the threshold strip of the door.  I tripped and my weak legs and slow brain couldn't stop me from falling - HARD!  I hit my head on the corner of a portable workbench and slammed my left elbow into the concrete floor.  OUCH!  I yelled and my daughter came running to help me.  I was bleeding and I had an immediate goose egg on the side of my head.  But I didn't lose consciousness and I didn't feel anything was broken or seriously damaged so, I got up with help from my daughter, cleaned up the blood and drove my kids to school. 

I called and messaged with my doctors after I got home  and, thankfully,  I didn't need to go to the ER because my husband was going to be home later that day and would be available to watch for signs of a concussion or a brain bleed.

It was a painful reminder that I need to be extra careful when I feel I'm in a hurry.   But even in that fall, I was protected from serious harm.  I hit just right so as to avoid the corner of that work bench hitting me in the left temple or left eye.  I could have died from a fall like that or I could have lost an eye or any number of things could have happened.   I didn't break my arm although it took a really long time to heal.  I looked like someone had beaten me with  a baseball bat and my jaw was badly bruised so I was on a soft food diet for awhile since I could hardly open my mouth because of the pain. 

Even in that though I couldn't feel sorry for myself.  I kept thinking of Jesus being beaten to the point He was unrecognizable and then crucified as an innocent man - yet fully God - paying the death penalty for MY sin!  And my thoughts went to soldiers who have been injured in battle, protecting us and sacrificing, risking life and limb for our freedoms.  I thought about the apostles,  stoned, beaten, imprisoned for sharing their faith.  And how could I whine about a little bump on my head and a sore elbow?!

I am convinced God directed an angel or two to protect me that day.  And no one will be able to convince me otherwise.   Another thing I learned through that experience is that I have a very hard head! 😉

More evidence in my life that prayer works and God protects us!