"Teach me to know that the promise of the rainbow is found, not in cloud-free days, but in the midst of the storm."
Monday, September 15, 2014
We went to the first high school football game of the season recently. A few minutes into the game, I saw a player rushing to the sidelines. He was holding his mouth and looked like there was quite a lot of blood. They sat him on the bench and worked on him. Then I saw him walking off the field, still holding a rag to his mouth.
Not long after, a man (I’ll call him Man A) started down the stairs. When he got to the row in front of us he turned back around and told the people behind us that another player had busted the boy’s chin strap through his chin and his chin was all torn up. He proceeded down the bleacher stairs. Well a few minutes later he came back up the stairs. A man (Man B) with noticeable physical limitations was in the way, trying to maneuver from the hand rail of the stairs to his seat and being helped by another man (Man C).