God is so Good

I was playing with my brother's dog Saturday night (running through the house playing "tag" and hide-and-seek) and I caught my middle toe on my right foot on a door. I broke my toe, at least that's what I think. I iced it, didn't take any meds, and slept fine that night. (I felt like a Dufflepud hopping around the house on one foot, except I don't have a huge foot.)  Sunday I hobbled around putting the least amount of pressure on that foot without having to hop on one leg. And, yes, I wore shoes--not flip flops. I taped the "broken' toe to another toe last night. The toe was swollen, but not bad. There is some bruising where the toe meets the foot, but not bad. And today I've sat on my butt playing a 10-year old friend's i-pod touch (she left a note for me when she left for school telling me to feel better and "Play my ipod"), reading a bit, played a game with cousins once they got home from school, watched only a bit of TV. I haven't sat for this long in a long time. I've been using a baseball bat as a cane to help not put much pressure on my foot. My toe doesn't even hurt that much.

God is so Good:
1. it's my middle toe and not my big toe or little toe
2. softball season is over
3. there's hardly any pain
4. I still have things I can do while sitting a lot
5. it doesn't stop me from going to church
6. He's already begun healing my toe, and I know in His time He'll complete the healing
7. He has a sense of humor

(Yes, it's kind of funny. :))