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Unexpected Change of Plans

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Do you ever have those? Like a bumper on an old pinball machine. The ball is rolling calmly in one direction and then gets struck by a mean, unexpected jolt that thrusts it in a diversion.

Yeah, that was me this weekend. A simple volleyball tournament. That’s all it was. But a poorly spiked ball hit right at my mom’s feet as she was walking.

The hospital was lovely. View from the 7th floor. The people were so kind. But with my mom hurting and influenced by pain and medication, my opportunities to review Sandra Ardoin’s newest novella went right out the bolted windows.

So forgive the unexpected week off from my blog. I hope to get my new devotion up on Thursday, but that’s iffy at this point.

Your turn: Everybody has a sports story (injury or view of an injury.) What’s yours?

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Author: Marji Laine

Marji is a homeschooling mom with teenage twins left in the nest. She spends her days transporting to and from volleyball, teaching writing classes at a local coop, and directing the children’s music program at her church. Raised in suburban Dallas, she got her first taste of writing through the stories of brilliant authors of their day, Mignon Eberhart and Phyllis A. Whitney, and through stage experience. After directing and acting in productions for decades, Marji started writing her own scripts. From that early beginning, she delved into creating scintillating suspense with a side of Texas sassy. She invites readers to unravel their inspiration, seeking a deeper knowledge of the Lord’s Great Mystery that invites us all.

2 thoughts on “Unexpected Change of Plans

  1. Keeping your mom in prayer, Marji. Is she feeling better?

    Sports injuries: luckily, I’ve never had more than being sore after playing tennis. My older son though, gave us quite the scare during his little league days. He was about 9 (?) and turned around just in time for a thrown baseball to meet his face while he covered third base.

    That was nothing compared to him doing a flip into the foam pit at gymnastics, kneeing himself in the mouth and fracturing his upper jaw as a result. Luckily, he got wired at the gumline, rather than his upper and lower jaw being wired together.

    Be well. All gets done in God’s time.

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    • Oh my gosh! That flip in the foam pit sounds painful! Mom is better. In pain, but finally at home. She wants me to pick her up for the girls’ volleyball game tomorrow night. YIKES!

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