Falling

AT MY LOCAL SENIOR CENTER I volunteer in the kitchen, four hours a day or so, five days a week. Its hard work, but very rewarding. Each day right before we eat lunch I stand at the front of the room, leading the pledge of allegiance. Then, we pray, then we eat. I choose someone to pray each day, then, during the prayer, I rush back to the kitchen to take my place at the serving window, passing out blue trays full of delicious nutritious food, one at a time. Some days I say the prayer, then rush super fast back to the kitchen. Today just as i got to my window, I slipped on a wet spot and fell, suddenly, hard. I was on my stomach on the ground before I knew what happened. However, I bounced right back up, and took my place at the window, my right knee throbbing. Everybody was shocked, at how hard I fell and how quickly I got back up, seemingly unhurt, and paying much attention to me, I reassured everyone that I was all right. I started handing out trays like nothing happened. About an hour later, I wet home after work, my right knee hurt a little bit, I took an Advil, and the pain was soon gone, for good. No other part of my body was hurt, or bruised, or anything. It was as if the fall never happened. except, it did. And, as hard as it was, it should have killed or seriously injured me. the floor is solid concrete, with a thin layer of linoleum. I should have hit my head, and died. Starting with sprained, severely sprained, or fractured ankles and moving up, there are dozens of injuries I should have had, but did not. A sixty four year old man, falling hard on his face onto concrete, without being injured. To me its a miracle, and I'm the one to whom it happened. It was such a blur, but it happened in a slight second, and, again, it happened way too fast for me to react at all. And yet, I must have reacted. I must have gotten my hands out in front of me, and caught myself before hitting my head, without spraining anything in my arms, wrists, or hands, which I find hard to believe. Causation is the key question concerning comprehension of the cosmos. Its what all science, all religion, all human endeavor is directed towards learning. What caused all this? Possible explanations are limitless; measuring specific, tangible forces of nature and ascertaining their relationship to each other through observation and reason seems to be the best way, so far. But we seem to agree that things, all things , happen for a reason. Humans, noticing causal connections in nature, have been seeking a more complete understanding of natural processes for millennia, and the various explanations have mostly been wholly inadequate, primitive, factually wrong, barbaric, and religious. My current proclivity is to attribute my miraculous salvation to an omnipotent supreme being, "God", if you will. And, in that spirit, I wish to hereby declare my gratitude and love of this supreme being for saving me from my fall. Nary a scratch, bruise, bump, nor sore, after a hard fall, on concrete. Another possibility, of course, is that I was saved by one or more invisible aliens lurking in the kitchen. I, however, prefer the simplest explanation, that which has been termed "Murphy's Law", which in this case would seem to either be incredible athletic ability and good luck on my part, or God, intervening, saving me.