No more sprained ankles

From adolescence I was plagued by sprained ankles. They could occur at the drop of a hat, anywhere, anytime. Two weeks of rest, tensor bandages, and hobbling about would ensue. It never occurred to me that prayer could put a stop to it all or even help.

At a certain point in my life, my days started early and were full. One morning, while doing my chores before school, I turned my ankle severely. Then, as I limped about, it happened a second time. The pain was excruciating. It was impossible, however, for me to stop everything and put my foot up to begin the therapy I had used in the past. I resolved to continue with my day, although it seemed impossible to do so. Taking the day off from my job was not an option, at least not until I got to school and was able to make preparations for a substitute teacher. I was certain I was facing several unthinkable hours on my feet.

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