Steady prayer, progress, and healing

A number of years back, I was playing in a friendly inter-dorm volleyball game at the college for Christian Scientists, where I worked as a resident counselor. Suddenly, with one quick crack of my ankle, I was in pain on the court floor. A colleague managed to help me to her car, as I said I wanted to go back to my apartment. She was carrying me down the long walk to the dorm, but then she inadvertently dropped me and fell on the injured ankle. We laughed at ourselves there in a heap on the sidewalk. And, of course, I instantly forgave my friend! Unable to put any weight on the foot, though, I ended up in my apartment thinking, now what?

It seemed that life as I knew it had suddenly become shaky just inside of one week: My husband had left the country on a six-month volunteer assignment in England. I felt anxious and missed him. Also, because of the plane ticket expense, I had no extra funds to repair our car’s transmission, which had broken down a day before; and now this!

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