Article September 23, 2013 Issue

Expect healing

Alexandra Weitman

Last summer, I went on a trip with my basketball team to a tournament. In our second game, in the second quarter, I landed on my ankle wrong and could barely run or walk. I was so disappointed because I was looking forward to being a leader of the team and excited to become better as an individual player and a team player.

As I sat on the bench, I began to think about how this could have happened if God was everywhere. Many thoughts raced through my head, suggesting that I could somehow be stopped from fully expressing God. Under my coach’s direction, I iced my ankle for a little while, but before I knew it, it had become the size of a softball. My coach kept telling me I wouldn’t be able to play for the rest of the tournament if my ankle stayed that size. His comments were upsetting to me, and I was frustrated.

I was never apart from God at any time.

About the author

Besides basketball, Alexandra also likes playing soccer, running cross country, and doing karate. She also plays piano, tenor saxophone, and a little bit of ukulele.

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