I broke my arm playing padel. It was the final point, I chased the ball, and I hit a metal part of the court. In the video I recorded six weeks later, I described the break and the frustration that followed.
We were about to leave for a month through Europe. I went with my arm in a cast. I had wanted that journey with my friends, and now the cast was coming with me too.
The question I kept asking
During prayer and meditation, I kept asking what I could learn from it. My answer was uncomfortable: I was trying to force too many things to happen before their time.
I could want my arm to recover faster. I could be impatient with it every day. Neither feeling would make it ready on my schedule. When I recorded the video, I had reached the point of removing the support and beginning physiotherapy. That was my experience of this injury, not a recovery timetable for anyone else.
Effort has its limits
I connected that experience to other things I cannot hurry simply by wanting them more. Emotional healing. An idea taking shape. People reaching an understanding in their own time.
I think about this through faith, as a lesson about timing. That is the meaning I found in what happened to me. The cast made something very practical impossible to ignore: I could keep living and travelling, but I could not command every part of the process.
For someone who likes to push ahead, accepting that was the real lesson.
Original social post · 2026-10-22