I am not one who is prone to injury. I've never broken a bone and never torn a ligament. I'm a blessed man.
Last Thursday, though, God humbled me with a broken big toe. How? During Tae Kwon Do class, I was instructed to do a left front kick to the heavy bag. "No problem.", I thought. I was having a wonderful lesson: My kicks were snapping and powerful. My punches could've knocked out a heavy weight fighter. I was relaxed and not as stiff as previous classes.
But I forgot one key component with my left foot; I forgot to pull my toes back. So, I slammed my big left toe into the heavy bag with as much power as I could muster. Yes, it snapped like a twig. At first, I thought I had jammed my toe and kept on with the class. By Friday, it was black and blue all over.
And through it all, I've laughed. I even sparred on Friday night, with a broken toe, and had fun. I'm thankful to a God who teaches us, in small lessons, to "lighten" up when trials occur. Besides, laughter is the best medicine.