Looking up!

Last Saturday I attended a church activity known throughout the world as ‘Mormon Helping Hands’. Our project was to put a new corrugated tin roof on a building used for classrooms by a little orphanage called ‘The House of Grace’. Being 18 years of age in spirit, in a 50 something year old body, I thought it wise to do work on the ground.  I had visions of me swan diving through the roof.

So I did ground work, handing up planks, nails and generally keeping out of harm’s way. It came time to start handing up the long sheets. Calwyn and I grabbed the first one. Having very sharp edges we had to be careful as to how we lifted it and passed to up to those on the roof. He at one end and I at the other we slowly worked our way closer to the side of the house. Him moving forward and I backwards…………the first sheet was being lifted and I was moving backwards …and  then downwards.

 I tripped over and ‘old’ tyre lying on the ground.

Looking up at the faces from my prone position I saw looks of surprise, sympathy, concern and hidden smiles. Was I ok???  Yip I was. Being well grounded I only had a  bit of a dent in my rear end and in my pride, but no further harm.

Thinking back I felt myself going over backwards and my 18 year old spirit reacted with lightening reflexes as expected … but…..the 50 something year old body did not , or could not.

Was that a sign? An ‘old tyred’ for an ‘old tired’?

 

note the 'old tyre' at the  bottom of the wall.