A very good friend of mine had an unfortunate incident a few weeks ago. She slipped off a tiny, very low, seemingly insignificant step outside her kitchen, sprained her ankle, and landed in a heap. This unfortunate incident left her in deep pain, completely unable to go about her usual daily routine, which understandably caused her much frustration. I spoke to her yesterday morning, only to hear that she had sought specialized medical attention since the healing hadn't happened as it should—or perhaps as she had expected it to. It turned out that a thin bone from her pinky toe to her ankle had fractured, hence the slow recovery. She now has to wear a moon boot and keep her foot still for three weeks. I was, of course, sympathizing with her, but at the same time I just couldn't resist the life coach in me—so I also encouraged her to use this opportunity to practice patience during this trial. That's when I thought it would be good to share today's message about pat...
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