Breaking my fall

Okay, so I am not going to lie. I am sick and tired of falling over all the time. I fell twice today, making it a total of four times just this week! The first time my face broke my fall. I have a bruise forming nicely on my right cheek. The second time I rolled my ankle and it is quite swollen right now. I haven't done that in years!

The thing that made the second time worse is I definitely got light headed almost to the point of passing out! It was quite embarrassing! I do think the altitude has something to do with it. At least that is what I am telling myself to make myself feel better. I don't understand.

I thought I was doing so well. But I have fallen a lot this week. Maybe God is trying to teach me something. I hope I learn it soon, before I do some real damage. One thing I do know is that God is alwasys there to pick me up. Every time I have fallen someone has always been there to pick me up. whether it is one of my team members or one of the Bolivians on the street trying to hold in the laughter from seeing a tall blonde eat it. Maybe that is what he is trying to remind of. No matter what happens, every time I fall over he is ther to pick me up and carry me when needed.

Those are my thoughts for now. More to come later.