Jul
13
I can now say that I have been to a Belgian hospital. We were doing gymnastic work yesterday with the pole vaulters. There is a gymnastics room at the university and things were going well. I even got some things in 
Then we did some rope climbing. I got about a little over halfway up and then my arms just gave out. Couple of the girls got all the way up and on the way down, one of ‘em landed on her ankle funny. Of course all of her paperwork and our physio (trainer) were back at the hostel. Steven, our vault coach/new friend/life saver, drove me back to the hostel to pick them up. I called this place I’m supposed to call to find a place to take her to. Steven said we would take her somewhere else. We took her to a smaller hospital…we were in and out. There was one other patient we saw (the others did, I never did), the doctor was friendly, she got x-rays and everything. They believe it’s just a really bad sprain, no broken bones, just a lot of pain.
On the drive to get Rachel and the medical forms, Steven was talking about some law that when everything is going good, something goes wrong. I told him that was like this team…the plans were all piecing together so nicely, then God decided to give me pole vaulters! I followed that up by saying, “But then God gave me you!”
I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe in the providence of God. I believe God knows in advance what we need, when we need it. He puts people and experiences in our lives to mold us and shape us into the person he created us to be. Last year was hard and a sandpaper person was placed in my life (someone who rubs you the wrong way, but is placed in your life to smooth out your rough edges). But through that, I got a glimpse of how I should lead and through that experience, I’ve learned what not to do. I believe because of it, I’m a better person, a better leader and a better child of God.