Last Saturday a freshman girl named Paige was playing volleyball and sprained her left ankle. Unfortunately, this had happened before so it did more damage than usual. She hobbled around on one ankle with crutches unable to walk on it, move it up and down, or place pressure on it. Not unusual. Sprained ankles happen all the time. So what's the big deal?
As a freshman in her first weeks of college, Paige was really disappointed that she would be unable to participate in events due to a silly injury. Monday rolled around which is Freshley (the freshman ministry) night at the Wesley Chapel. Unable to make it from ECV to the chapel on one ankle she hopped to the sidewalk to wait for her ride.
This is where it gets interesting. Two guys walked up to her and asked her what was wrong with her ankle. She told them the story and they asked if they could pray for the swelling to go down. As they prayed, she noticed that she was able to move her ankle up and down, an action that she could not perform at the health center the day before. They prayed again and asked if she could put any pressure on it. She stood up and slowly put weight on it. Guess what? No pain. After the third prayer, Paige was able to take the brace off.
She walked into Freshley that night with no pain, no swelling, no brace, no crutches, no hobbling.
Try to explain it. Try to make sense of it all. A coincidence? Hardly. Made-up? Not at all. Impossible? With Christ, absolutely not.
You write really well. This is a strong narrative that draws us into the story and keeps us reading. One thing is missing, though: Paige's reaction to what happened. What did say about it all?
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