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.