An hour of bliss like this makes me forget the hard weeks gone by. Thanks to my dear family (mom and sisters!) for checking in several times a day and to our church family who brings streams of meals, love, support, and relief and understanding. You are a lifeline for us, thank you.
Sometimes we get a little peek at the soul of this boy who lives inside this dear little body. It is so delightful and takes our breath away. These pictures are a loud reminder to me that this is my son, he has a personality, he has a soul, he has a desire for life just like you and me.
Too easily I give him up. I live the day waiting for his death instead of looking for his life. But there is life in there. Trapped behind eyes that don't see and arms that can't move and legs that won't stand. He is there. And I long to know him more. I want to jump over this abyss of brain damage that separates him from me. It comforts me to know that no abyss is too great for God.
|Calvin is working on bearing weight in his new braces.|