A Breather

So this week I had several meetings with old friends, ministry meetings. Okay so thats not brand new for me but I choose to write about it because of the joy that I had this week in them.

On Monday I had a meeting with an old friend from high school who found Christ the Sunday before. He randomly sent me a text at 1230 on Sunday saying he realized that Jesus died for him and theres so much more worth living for than he had previously had. It made me take a step back and say “Wow that is so awesome”. We had our meeting on Monday and I have to say it could not have been better. He just really thanked me for all the help I had given and was eager for more advice. It was pretty powerful for me, because I hadnt talked to him in months. When I had last seen him, I sowed seed into his life. He realized it and was appreciative. When we were done at the Lyric talking he said we should go play some basketaball at the courts. I said yeah, but I can’t actually play because my right ankle is injured. We were just  shooting around really nothing too serious when I went up for a rebound and over compensated for my right ankle and rolled my left one. Rendering my immobile, and in a car on the way to urgent care because I thaught it was broken. It did make a loud ripping and popping noise. A couple hours later, and an x-ray showing no break but a severe sprain I was pretty banged up.

An average person has 2 ankles used to walk on, and I had 0. 0/2

So Im in an aircast, and on crutches. But it did not stop me from the other meetings at the lyric I had scheduled. I went and they were all so powerful, really seeing people grow and God working in their lives. Be it an athiest or a Christian, I’m seeing God work in their lives. Im not trying to sound arrogant but in all of the divine appointment I really am helping these people, these teenagers.

My injuries did provoke mercy from the Dibor staff, who told me to take it easy for a few day. Im very thankful for the opportunity to rest and heal.