We are told to rejoice always and give thanks for everything. I don't know about you, there are times I find it really hard to rejoice and even harder to give thanks. One time that I struggled in rejoicing or giving thanks was when my oldest son was diagnosed with hydrocephalus at 18 months old. The peditrician was not painting a pretty picture as a matter of fact it was rather grim in that he could he could die from a number of causes because of this.
I was at the time very thankful for the neurosurgeon that the pedestrian sent him to. He couldn't see what was causing the extra fluid build up, my son was following the growth curve just a cm outside of it, and lastly the neurosurgeon just wanted to watch him for awhile to decide if putting a shunt in would be needed. He would have to be able to find the cause in order to do so. Six months later the extra fluid was gone and my son was back in the normal growth range, thus avoiding any need to put a shunt in. The neurosurgeon couldn't tell why the fluid cleared up. We all knew that it was answer to prayer. Yes, he had some learning delays yet now he is amazingly creative and on staff as the creative intern at our church while he goes to school for sound and lighting.
I'm also thankful for:
2. My oldest STRONG coffee that he made this morning.
3. Nice warm bed.
4. Mistakes mean a second chance, even third, forth...
5. The frost on the grass. Love how it looks.
I was at the time very thankful for the neurosurgeon that the pedestrian sent him to. He couldn't see what was causing the extra fluid build up, my son was following the growth curve just a cm outside of it, and lastly the neurosurgeon just wanted to watch him for awhile to decide if putting a shunt in would be needed. He would have to be able to find the cause in order to do so. Six months later the extra fluid was gone and my son was back in the normal growth range, thus avoiding any need to put a shunt in. The neurosurgeon couldn't tell why the fluid cleared up. We all knew that it was answer to prayer. Yes, he had some learning delays yet now he is amazingly creative and on staff as the creative intern at our church while he goes to school for sound and lighting.
I'm also thankful for:
2. My oldest STRONG coffee that he made this morning.
3. Nice warm bed.
4. Mistakes mean a second chance, even third, forth...
5. The frost on the grass. Love how it looks.