More positive news on the Chase front. I guess today he ate for the first time. Not too sure of the details, but Mom said something along the lines of him consuming and holding down some small amounts of soft foods. This is particularly exciting because the doctors were soon going to make a decision about whether to surgically route the feeding tube directly into his stomach so they could remove it from his nose and esophagus. I’m not sure if that has been completely ruled out, but hopefully.
Mom said he even said a few simple words like “yes” and “no” and tried to sit up in bed on his own. We consider all these miracles in their own right. To think that two weeks ago we weren’t sure if he was going to live or not, it sure is good and faith-building to observe his progress.
I would suggest that rather than ease off the prayer urgency and coast through the rest of the recovery, we push on with even more resilience. If ever, now is the time for our Lord to unload his glory and majesty and power upon Chase’s life in increasing measures. May it be proclaimed before our family and all the hospital that he is a God of healing and miracles. May the witness and testimony of an accelerated recovery bring honor to his name and usher Kingdom-expansion.