Another post from the past:

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.