Its been a crazy couple of weeks. The staff at Katie’s rehabilitation facility had a meeting a few weeks ago and they sat in the room and cried about Katie’s progress. She is writing. The flood gates have opened! She’s not just writing random things. She’s asking questions, explaining symptoms, telling us her feelings. Its insane. The clinicians keep saying its a miracle.
Not only is she writing, she’s answering questions. She’s doing math problems. She’s completing Social work tests with 100% accuracy. Her memory and mind are in tact.
My family has had the flu this week so I facetimed Katie the other day while my mom was with her. She immediately started writing. “Ashley I love you. Love you very much.” So I started asking her questions.
A:”Katie is the Lord still near to you?”
A:”Does the Lord give you hope?”
K:”yes” “please pray”
I immediately got teary because the biggest, most consistent prayers have been answered. I have been BEGGING God to be near to Katie. I have BEGGED Him to give her hope. I have BEGGED for her to have a way to communicate. So I sat on my side of the screen, teary eyed, and started begging for more. More of all of it. And more of healing that we haven’t yet seen.
Don’t get me wrong, this is far from perfect. We have to place the paper on Katie’s lap. Then we place her hand on the pen. Then we push down on the pen while she writes so it stays consistently on the paper. But she’s telling us her thoughts and feelings and then sharing her hopes for future care. It is nothing short of incredible and nothing short of miraculous.
Over the last twenty months we have prayed and sat and wondered and prayed some more even when it looked like things may never take a positive turn. We’ve encountered the pity smiles while we continued to profess hope in Christ alone as she sat unchanged. The Lord has not left her or forsaken her.
This morning in church we sang the song, In Christ Alone. The last part of the song sent me into an ugly cry as I sang and claimed it for Katie.
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
Can ever pluck me from His hand
‘Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand”