I was sitting in my bed and my lower back, tail bone area, started to be uncomfortable as if something was out of alignment. Time went on and the uncomfortable feeling turned to pain. I couldn’t sit up because it hurt too badly and laying down made it worse. I was trying to lift myself off the ground but I couldn’t stay still long enough due to the pain. My eyes squeezed closed and the sounds I started making were a cross between a monkey and a lady giving birth. My face was what I can only imagine as white, sweaty, and painful to look at. I was in the worst pain of my life and I was about to do something I’ve never done before, ask to go to a hospital. I don’t do things like that. If I’m sick my best medicine is to act like I’m not sick. If I’m in pain and it feels like an 6 out of 10, I’ll show you a 2. But as I was rocking back and forth like an old lady in a rocking chair, I opened my eyes and see at least 10 peoples eyebrows raised in concern. Never underestimate the eyebrows, they show a lot of emotion. Judging by their faces, my face was showing an 8 out 10 on the pain scale. I knew I needed to go to the hospital.
I’m a little independent and in that moment I couldn’t do anything for myself. I couldn’t even stand. But this time my pride was gone and as I looked around the room I knew that these people looking at me with their eyebrows raised were trying to help me. I knew I needed help. I had teammates trying to find a ride to the hospital and I can’t tell you how many girls were working on packing an over night bag for me. Someone was putting my shoes on my feet and every person in the room was praying for me. If I wasn’t crying from the pain I would’ve been crying because of how beautiful the moment was. The amount of care in the room was overwhelmingly beautiful. Try to tell me that’s not God. I was HURTING guys, I mean HURTING and God was so tangible in all of it – that is beauty in the chaos my friend. It will probably forever be one of my favorite moments of my life. I saw Jesus in and through my squadmates. I wish I could show you exactly what I saw and tell you exactly how I felt but moments of God can’t be indescribable sometimes.
Once I was in the car and on the way to the hospital I knew I would be going in prayer. Ive never had that feeling before, to know that I know that I know they were going to be lifting me up in prayer to the Father. It was all beautiful.
This was all during Parent Vision Trip. This is where your parents meet you on the field for the week. My parents weren’t able to make it. Through their kids, my squad mates, I heard that most of the parents had felt bad that my parents weren’t able to be there. I was fine with it and apparently so were my parents. Because we know that I did have family there, my spiritual family, the family of the Kingdom.
PS. I fine now 🙂
