Moments that stick
Some moments just stick.
Like the breakthrough I had after badly injuring something in my knee while dancing: Weeks after the incident, I was still hobbling around—praying, as I had about so many things in the past, but mostly just wishing. Wishing it hadn’t happened. Wishing my knee would get better so I could dance again. Wishing I understood how prayer worked.
But all those weeks of doing my best to turn to God with the patient support of a Christian Science practitioner did get me to the moment I’ll never forget.
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