I want to give you a glimpse into my life.
For those who know me this story will not surprise.
For those who think you know me this story will help you know me better.
I was shopping for groceries earlier this week.
Just minding my business getting some produce on a steamy summer Monday morning.
Whilst reaching for some avocados my flip-flop got stuck under my shopping cart and I fell backwards onto my posterior while flinging my arms around wildly into a big stack of tomatillos in an attempt to catch myself.
I failed to catch myself.
And in a flurry of tomatillos I landed hard on my butt in the produce aisle.
I believe I even grunted in a lady-like manner as I landed.
To the unassuming guy stocking tomatoes, it must have appeared I fell out of thin air.
He looked over at me in amazement and I was so shocked that I just stared right back.
An elderly woman glanced at me for a couple seconds and said under her breath:
"Been there. Done that," and walked away.
So I did what you do when you make yourself fall down in public.
I got up.
Put the tomatillos back in their little messy pile and walked away.
A little bruised.
A lot humbled.
Gently reminded by God: Sometimes we fall.