Softball & Prayer

So I am steadily getting better at softball. I can run further and faster. I can catch better, and I can hit further and more solid. Like they say, with practice comes perfection. We had a game last night, and as you know I play catcher. Well I caught last night alright. A bat right to the bridge of my nose. Apparently everyone heard the crack. I hear a lot of commotion I remember telling someone "I just need to know what to do, what do I do" while the blood is pouring, everyone is saying "Put your head back!" "No, you need to put your head forward" back and forth, then in the background I hear my cousin James say, "She's out right? Slinging the bat is an out?" hahaha Way to keep his priorities straight! Not that it bothered me, it took everything I had not to crack up.

Ken insisted that I go to the hospital. So off we went to Sacred Heart (after I pitched a fit about having to leave the game). I've got an ice pack on my eyes and nose so I can't see anything (that is a crazy way to travel by the way). While I was on the way I prayed, for the people who had gotten hurt last night at the games (there was apparently a lot). Then I started thinking about what they may have to do if it was badly broken (which by the sound of the crack it was). You know, break it again, set it, etc. I started praying HARD. I was quick to thank God that it was not worse than what I know it could have been. But also quick to ask for His healing hand on my nose. I could tell a difference in the pain, or lack of pain. The doctor said that it was broken, but barely and it was a clean, straight break so there would be no crookedness. Today, there is still little pain, little bit of swollenness, a lot of stuffiness, and no black eyes. And though most people may say that I got lucky. I disagree. I PRAYED and HE ANSWERED!