FINISHING THE COURSE WITH PRAYER

Last summer, I realized a dream I'd cherished for years and took a paragliding course in a picturesque village surrounded by mountains in southern Germany. The four-day program was very demanding physically, since the first flights were performed from hills not served by ski lifts. The other seven participants and I humorously debated whether 30-second flights down the hill were worth the 15-minute climbs back up, loaded with 35 pounds of parachute, harness, and other gear.

On the third day, I had what many pilots euphemistically call a "hot landing"—a bit hard and fast. I shook it off and finished the day, but my legs and hips were very sore and began to stiffen. That evening, while having dinner with the friends I was staying with, I could barely walk, and they kidded me about "not being as young as you used to be." I went to bed early but not before a great deal of earnest prayer, knowing that I could depend on it for healing.

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