Don't be afraid you'll fall

You can't fall out of God's care.

As I hurried into the bathroom to shower after a swim in a friend's pool, I slipped on the tile floor. Even before I landed I called to my friends, "I'm all right," so that they wouldn't be disturbed by the crash.

Picking myself up, I got into the shower and turned on the water. My knee was swelling rapidly. With a calm and forceful "No," I turned my thought away from the injury and focused my attention on the spiritual facts of my nature as God's likeness, perfect in every way.

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