Testimony of Healing September 26, 2005 Issue

Back on stage

Allison Schoening

I was performing in our dance studio's holiday show. When another dancer and I tossed my friend into the air, something went wrong. She landed on me hard, and I fell. "That blew your back out!" I thought, as I felt a sharp pain in my back. But I immediately replaced those words with "Get up, the show must go on." I stood up and completed the routine.

As soon as I exited the stage, friends and dance teachers who had seen me fall gathered around me and tried to help. There were suggestions coming from every direction: "Get a doctor, and some ice." "Allison, you won't be able to perform any more of your routines tonight—this is serious." Unable to stand, I lay down on the floor.

I was praying to God, knowing that nothing could ever separate me from His loving arms. I saw my dad enter backstage, and I knew that he was praying for me, too. Dad knelt down beside me. I told him that I needed to get back out on stage. "No way," I heard people say.

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