On Tuesday, I had a full day with my first official day of classes for this quarter. The day started with opening chapel on campus followed by two classes back to back. I had a cart I borrowed from our office in which I stacked a bunch of books to bring over for my children's literature class along with a bunch of goodies for the first day of class to welcome students.
As I rolled this cart out of my office, I tweaked something in my back, and it really hurt to walk. OUCH! Then after class as I was coming back to my office, I was wheeling the cart down a slight hill, and the cart rammed into the back of my right leg leaving a bit of a battle scar on my right ankle. I got to my office and wished I had a band-aid so that I wouldn't get blood stains everywhere. Once again, OUCH! I was relieved that I was in good enough shape to bike home even though I felt a little rough around the edges.
I laughed to myself wondering if someone had a voodoo doll and that I was getting poked a few extra times that day. And, it made me pause and think about you and times that you might feel that way too at times with OCD or with the changes that come with puberty.
So, know that even with my middle-aged aches and pains (and ridiculous injuries from trying to haul too much stuff around for teaching), you were in my prayers today as I asked God to give you help and grace when life seems to be sticking a few too many pins into your days.
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