I have been working through one injury after another this season. It’s like being knocked down by an opponent who just keeps coming. It feels like I’ve got blood on my hands and knees and my face is in the dirt. I am pretty sure my rib is broken. (Really, doc says it’s an abdominal muscle tear this time.) When I catch my breath, I ask, “God! What are you doing?!” “I know how to build a champion,” He says. “Trust me.” He whispers to my heart. So I get back up. And I’ll get back up, because He says I will.


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