He’s awake. That’s a good thing. A very, very good thing. Yesterday was a very upbeat day for our family. Chase kicks his legs and swings his arms, mostly in response to being irritated with the respirator tube they’ve left in his throat in case he would need it. He also responds, after some prodding, to the nurses asking him to squeeze fingers and such. He looks us in the eyes and our hearts break for him as we sense the fear he has of the situation he has awoken to.
So, we’re obviously delighted to see him making such progress. Each step he takes toward recovering completely is a miracle in our mind. God is truly at work in Chase’s body and our family is SO grateful for the tremendous and overwhelming support we’ve receive the past four days. I now truly understand what people are talking about when they utilize sharing time at church to thank the Body for the “love and support you’ve shown during our time of need.”
I feel I can safely estimate the number of people who’ve prayed for Chase the past week to be in the several thousands. He’s been added to prayer chains across the country in churches and prayer groups consisting of people who have never meet me, Chase or any of our family. One friend called me around 3:30 p.m. yesterday because her uncle requested he have the latest news for his 4:00 p.m. prayer meeting. I, of course, hadn’t personally asked her uncle to pray for my nephew because I’ve never met the man. Just awesome stuff.
Chase is in good hands, and it shows. But I think there is a danger in almost taking his recovery for granted because things have gone so smoothly thus far. My family and I CANNOT overlook the mighty healing God has brought forth here. I now pray especially for the non-believers in our extended family–that they would see Chase’s healing for what it is: Jesus Christ at work within him.