In life, it always seems to be that the hardest times in life are right before something fantastic is about to happen. Why is this?
I hurt my foot about a week ago. I am a very graceful person and was walking down a sidewalk. It was after the sun had gone down and I wasn't watching as closely as I should have, but I rounded the corner too quickly and ended up rolling my ankle on some rocks, tried to catch myself as I was plummeting to the earth. My other foot caught on the edge of the sidewalk that I had just stepped off of which concluded me catapulting myself clear to the other side of the sidewalk and landing on more rocks and plants. WOW! I jumped up, all embarressed and walked to the car with no "pain or affliction." We got in the car and all the pain hit me at once. Through the next several days, I limped around and felt a lot of pain in my heal. Oddly enough, my ankle never swelled up, just bruised. Well, I got a crutch from our mission nurse and was told to be patient as it healed! YA RIGHT?! I am not patient with healing. So, I hobbled to and fro, and come Monday we were to go miniture golfing with the other missionaries. Of course, my foot hurt the worse that day. I didn't know what I was going to do. If I didn't go, then that stopped my companion from going. I said a lot of prayers and just tuffed it out. As the day went on, my foot was feeling better and better. I was feeling more relief. That morning was probably the most pain my foot had experienced since I first hurt it, yet I pressed on and now almost have the full use of my foot again.

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