Curtain Call Resolution

And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.”  (Philippians 4:19 NIV)

I check my microphone one last time, listening through the double doors for my queue lines. I clench the bag in my hands that will be used during the scene, making sure I’ve got everything, sending up a silent prayer to God for help. Suddenly I hear it—my queue!

Instantly I throw open the door and come running through the audience, hearing my laughter echo loudly across the speakers. I’m almost through the auditorium and at the last row of seats before the stage when… I fall. One of those brilliant ‘face-eats-carpet’ moments.

My bag of props goes sprawling before me. I don’t even have time to feel embarrassed by how far my skirt probably flew up! Grabbing everything I possibly could, I arrive on stage late, improvising a new entrance before getting into place for the dance number and song.

Half way through the music I notice…I can’t move my hand. Worse than that, with every movement I’m forced to make, excruciating pain shoots through my fingers and wrist.

I later found out that I’d snapped the tendon in my hand when I fell. True, God didn’t spare me the pain. Instead, He gave me the strength and comfort I needed to make it through till curtain call.

God doesn’t promise us lives without pain, but He will be there every step of the way, strengthening and encouraging us till that moment when the final curtain falls and we go to be with Him in paradise.

CHRISTINE WESSELIUS

Christine grew up in the windowless basement of her grandparent’s house and has thus been fondly nicknamed “The vampire in a box” by her friends. She has a strong affinity for sarcasm, shiny purple things, and random, useless information that “normal people probably wouldn’t care about.” She likes to sing, act, draw, write, read, and make fun of Prince Charming in her spare time. Some of her epic skills include: surviving a piano being dropped on her, carrying on a five hour conversation with a wall, and making a grilled cheese sandwich spontaneously explode. (read more…)
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