Also on Friday my foot had been stepped on while playing volleyball (I was barefoot at the time, and the guy who stepped on my foot had shoes on.) After it had happened, I was looking for my parents but found my uncle instead and had him pray for it. Then someone asked me to go to the first aid building to have it looked at, and the brother there just told me to keep ice/cold water on it to reduce swelling and keep it elevated since it was a soft tissue injury. So that night while I was getting ready for supper and church, I was limping. After we went to the service, about halfway through, Bro. Tim got up to pray for the sick. As he prayed (I was standing back in the crowd) my foot stopped throbbing, and hurting. When he was finished praying I had to look down at my foot because it was no longer hurting at all, and it didn't even bother me the rest of the camp. *grinz* I spoke with a lot of people at camp and heard testimony after testiomony, and it just goes to show we still serve a living God!