Are you sure?
This bookmark will be removed from all folders and any saved notes will be permanently removed.
‘I stood up without pain’
Several years ago when I was living in New York City, I was rushing to work one morning and decided to take out two heavy bags of recycling. As I made my way down the steep and narrow steps of my building, I had no free hand to steady myself, and I lost my footing and went plummeting down the steps. My full body weight, as well as the weight of the bags, came down on my left knee.
After I collected myself, I arose and discovered I was unable to walk. It felt as if I had broken my knee—I could not put any weight on that leg at all.

February 17, 2014 issue
View Issue-
Letters
Joan Greig, Lori Doutrich
-
Redemption and freedom from the past
Kate Ness
-
An answer to all our needs: within our reach!
Masisa Tadio Nazert
-
Prayer and the yearning to be authentic
Melanie Wahlberg
-
Invest in what's important
Myriam Betouche
-
The Velveteen Rabbit and a lesson in reality
Caroline Martin
-
"In returning and rest shall ye be saved..."
Photograph by Don Seymour
-
No steering off course
Christa Kreutz
-
A clear, loving message
Irene Miller
-
Not sick anymore!
Hannah
-
Digestion back to normal
David Fowler
-
‘I stood up without pain’
Juliet Blake
-
Alarming symptoms vanish
Sofía Rodríguez de Cestti
-
Protected during, and after, a car crash
Thomas Liston
-
Choose God
The Editors