Sunday Afterthought

This evening I ran out to pick up a pizza and while I was walking down the sidewalk I thought about how I almost ended this morning's post with Happy Sabbath and I decided not to to in case it might offend some. I have been moved by both friends and family who have offered special prayers, positive energy, high prayers, music, meditations, karma, laying of hands, and other things I have not heard of. Whatever place you are coming from, know that your thoughts on our behalf are completely appreciated.

I know I am verbal on this blog about my belief in God - the big G God, and it's only because He has shown Himself to me in an undeniable way through this. I have believed in God all my life and experienced Him in small ways before, but nothing like this. So please know I'm not trying to preach on this platform but to just be honest. I am so grateful for how far we have come and it feels like an injustice to credit anyone else. Now that I'm nearly a month out from reading this version of the Bible all the way through, I do know one thing has been drilled in my head clearly, if we seek God, He has promised He will show Himself to us. I don't remember reading anything about where we seek Him. Maybe in mass, maybe in a temple, maybe in the car, maybe on the battlefield, maybe while meditating, maybe in a pew, maybe it doesn't matter where our body is, but where our heart is.

So many of you have shown us where your heart is and there is no denying the strength we have felt. I truly never knew the value of people uniting on all fronts no matter where they are or what they believe. I feel like Coleman and Spen have so many moms and dads now and I'm grateful. Now, if you'll just pony up and pay for college, you'll be official parents...joking...

Today was such a red letter day for Coleman. He added exercises in bed and at one point flipped over on his stomach and pushed his body up into a "V" shape which meant his legs had a fair amount of weight on them. He dropped back down, but surprised the life out of me. He also did a push up in bed and peddled a bike wheel in bed that used to be his Grandmother's. I also felt the slight sparks of his desire to walk again and they are even more exciting to me.

We repeatedly tell him what a great guy he is. We figure the more we say it, the sooner he might start to believe it. This morning I pulled out a photo album from when he was a baby and he loved looking at it. He is getting some more memory back and its exciting to watch some of the pieces fall back together.

Tonight, I want to send a message out to cousin Pam to let you know that I am praying for your healing just as though it were already ours. I know your days are really tough right now and I wish I could see you face to face to tell you how much you have inspired me as a mother. Keep digging in for that strength, you're a mountaineer, so keep climbing. We're behind you every step!

This time I'll close with Happy Sunday and thank you all again for remembering us in whatever ways you choose. We are honored.