Yesterday I received a call that was all too familiar. It made me flash back to 14 years ago. And, it wasn't pretty. Thankfully, my God is bigger than all of this.
My father had a stroke last night.
He had a stroke 14 years ago that changed all of our lives... for the better, believe it or not. It was through that stroke that Nurse Boy and I developed a relationship with Jesus Christ. My parents were new believers and walked out their faith during that challenging time. Dad's recovery and Mom's peace were inspiring. They truly found comfort in their Lord and Savior. Dad fully recovered, despite the doctor's warnings that he most likely wouldn't make it through that first night. He did. And, he fully recovered. Because of that amazing recovery, he gets to spend lots of time with my little munchkins:
They are all 4 pretty crazy about each other.
Dad is currently in the ICU while we are praying for a FULL recovery. He has already made improvements and the kids are looking forward to visiting him today. Please stand in agreement with us for healing, peace, comfort, and wisdom.
Because, we need to celebrate more of these moments with him:
“Poop on Jelly” is what Bruiser used to lovingly ask for at mealtime. For us, it sums up both the bitterness and sweetness that life has to offer. It is through our faith in our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, that we are able to stop and count our blessings each and every day. This is our life…