Testimony of Healing May 6, 2013 Issue

Healing on a ski trip

John Kohler

A couple of years ago, I took a ski trip to the northern US Rockies. On my last run of the day, I stopped to take a break on the side of the trail. Suddenly, and out of nowhere, a teenage boy came careening out of control toward me and crashed into my shins with his skis.

After getting back up, I helped him up, and his brother and I gathered the boy’s gear, which had gone helter-skelter across the slope. I was a bit sore, but felt OK, and the boy seemed likewise. I didn’t hold the incident against him, especially because I knew, with the day waning, the snow had become difficult to ski on. 

After mutually making sure all was well, we parted ways. I finished my run and headed to the car for the long drive back to where I was staying. I noticed I was limping a bit and walking was a little painful. My legs became increasingly painful as I drove, and by the time I reached where I was staying, walking was very difficult and my shins were swollen and discolored. 

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