There is a difference between a body that gives up and a body that calls a halt — yours sounds like the second, staging its protest in ligaments and MRI tubes. Four to six weeks of crutches might be its terms. Father, for this burnt-out body and the person inside it, bring healing to the foot and a gentler pace that lasts past the crutches, in Jesus' name, amen.

Torn ligaments plus broken bones just to be sure — that's a story told with humor over a hurt that isn't funny at all. Quiet months are real. Sitting with that first, not rushing past it. Later, if the ache wants purpose: that exact experience becomes a qualification. Someone else on crutches will trust you in a way they won't trust a textbook. Your wound preparing you to be the guide — no hurry to get there, just planting the seed.