There are times in life when we do things that are somewhat irresponsible. One Saturday morning, it was my turn.
My husband and I had been on a horseback ride and I suggested that we race to the house. This wouldn’t have been an issue if we hadn’t recently fenced the area along the road that lead to our backyard, which was where we normally took the horses when returning from a ride. We began at the bottom of the hill, and at the turn heading for the house I was well ahead.
As we neared the house, I confidently sped ahead getting ready to turn into the driveway as the winner when my horse abruptly turned left, We began at the bottom of the hill, and at the turn heading for the house I was well ahead.
As we neared the house, I confidently sped ahead getting ready to turn into the driveway as the winner when my horse abruptly turned left, remembering exactly where she had always turned into the back yard. I continued going straight. I landing on my right knee in a bed of gravel. The kids took the horses to the barn and my husband took me to the doctor.
At the doctor’s office I was told that nothing was broken or torn and to return in a week for a checkup.
A week later when I went in for the checkup, my knee was still severely swollen and I was in constant pain. The x-ray again showed nothing torn or broken and I headed home to the couch and the ice pack.
On my way home I stopped at the car wash and was sitting on the bench outside waiting for my car to be finished. Another lady, who was also waiting for her car to be finished sat down beside me. She looked down at my knee, smiled and said “Your knee will be just fine”.
Before I could reply she got up, walked to her car, and drove off.
When my car was finished, I limped over, got in the car and headed home, still thinking about that lady. Twenty minutes later when I arrived home my knee no longer hurt, the swelling was completely gone, and I was in tears.
Yes, I believe in Angels!