One thing I've learned about junior high ministry is that combining two completely random things together can often times not only draw students' interest but also create something very humorous and memorable.
This time it happened to be fruit and sports.
Apple baseball, plum golf, canteloupe bowling, and so on.
So, of course the next logical step was to play pineapple football.
Who knew that something so random could have such a significant affect on the next few days, weeks, and months of a very important season of our lives.
I heard a lot of crunching when my body was smashed like an accordian between my 200 pound best friend and the earth. The first thing I noticed was that the wind was knocked out of me.
I hate that feeling.
Not only because I can't breathe (which I hear is important) but I'm also helpless to look normal as I lay thriving on the ground in front of people.
Once I got oxygen back and tried to get up, I realized something more had happened as the pain in my upper body continued to increase, doubling me over time after time in pain.
While the smart thing to do would have been to go the hospital right away, being the committed junior high pastor that I am, I decided to continue shooting a video in the 50 degree rain. Nothing major, just things like swinging a golf club, tennis racket, and baseball bat.
Later that afternoon, I discover that my collar bone was broken.
My first broken bone of my life...
Two weeks before my wedding...
In the middle of completely re-doing our house...
The day before a Smashup weekend...
A week before the Genesis retreat....
And because of playing football...with a pineapple.
2 weeks in a sling, 2 weeks 'til the bone sets, and 2 weeks before I feel no pain. Nothing strenuous for 6-8 weeks. No golf on the honeymoon. No working out for the 15 days before my wedding (or the next 30 days after). No strength to move my fiancee into our house (or brush my teeth without wincing).
But, I won't have to wear a cast for the wedding, I'll be without pain in time for the wedding, I'm right-handed, and we are incredibly blessed with people to make up for my useless left side.
I look forward to the moment in the future when the purpose of this is revealed to me. Until then, I trust God has a reason for everything and will use this despite my frustration at my own limitations and my lovely fiancée’s devastated tears the moment she found out.
- D
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