Lessons From a Broken Ankle-Part 2

So to continue my lovely story...

There I was suddenly in the ER....in extreme pain...looking at my enlarged ankle....

I knew what happened.  I knew after that snap I heard, that I had broken a bone.

My world came crashing down as images of upcoming races flashed through my head.  How would I run, let alone walk? 

And sure enough, as we went to the ER, they confirmed that I had indeed broke my fibula.  Tears streamed down my face as I asked the doctor when I would be able to run again.  ...not for many weeks, they said....


This situation rocked my whole world.  Everything I had planned for the summer was different!  I couldn't exercise every day by running.  I wouldn't be able to run in the races I wanted to.  I couldn't take a simple walk, holding hands with my hubby.  I couldn't go on a bike ride.  Everything that involved walking around was now complicated by a big boot, 2 crutches, and the fact that I couldn't put weight on my foot.

At first I was very upset...emotional...sad....not to mention, very upset at the fact that I played tennis even though I really didn't want to in the first place!  But as time went on, I have realized that God has good in every situation that we are faced with.  I distinctly remember praying that I needed some rest...that I needed time to refocus and just dedicate to writing.  Well, lo and behold, I have that time now! 

When our lives don't go exactly as we wish or plan, it's easy to get upset and wonder why God isn't there for us.  But you know, God has an even greater plan for our lives that we could ever imagine.

Our job is to praise God not just in the good times, but in the hard times too.  And through those hard times, God will make us even stronger!