I wasn’t going to post today because I’m tired, but I read my Bible study today and the scripture given made me even more grateful that I still have my son. Although my son will probably need a lot of therapy to get back to some kind of normal, I am reminded of what a miracle life is. Each day since the stroke, he's gained something: lifting a right leg and then his right arm and out of ‘stroke language’ a few words I understand.Beside my son’s bed, his friend asked me if I knew why B was recovering so well. He said, "It’s because of all the churches and people in general who are praying." I replied, “I feel B is covered by a blanket of prayer.
I’m reminded of many things in times like these.Today it's because of the Bible scripture I read, “For this reason I kneel before the Father…..” Kneeling before God to receive his wonderful love and healing can take many forms: closed eyes, bowed head, literally on your knees, hands held, swelled heart of hope and love, meditation, a prayer. “… I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being,…” It still amazes me the strength I draw from “experiencing” God, especially when I think there is no strength to be found in me. “And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ,…(Ephesians 3:14,16,17 NIV).” And I do, nearly always, feel the immeasurable love of the God. And when I don’t feel it—it’s because I turned away.
I’ll probably reflect one day, by a blog post, how bad my son’s brain bleed was/is, his days in the ER and after. But until then...
- Millie is growing. Still biting. Learning tricks. Becoming a clown with an attitude. Will post a picture soon.
- I’ve written a couple more short stories.
- I’m on edit #two of Body Bags, a short story anthology.