Tuesday, March 1, 2005
Our son can usually tell when the weather's about to change. His knee is his own personal "weather channel." He seems pretty young to have pain like that, but it goes back to one day on a football field in high school. When one hit tore his anterior cruciate ligament - the infamous ACL injury so many athletes dread. Since he was five, his dream had been to play football, and he did and he was good, but then the injury. I was with him in the office of a sports medicine specialist when the doctor said, "You'll never play football again." That was the day his dream died. And, as he says now as part of his life testimony, it was the day his god died. His sports dream was dead. But that began a series of events that led to a time of tearful repentance, and then the redirecting of his life goals, and ultimately to the incredible ways God is using him today among Native American young people. And lest he forget who's in charge, he's got this alarm in his knee.