Well, moblogging didn’t work like I thought it would. I’ll have to iron out some more glitches to get it to work correctly. But it’ll get there.
Anyway, I took two pictures of Chase last night with my camera phone. Here they are: 
Chase’s room was quite the hoppin’ place when I arrived around 7:15 p.m. 5 or 6 U of M athletes were in there hanging out with him along with Andrea, Grant and Veronica, Grant’s sister. The athletes took pictures with him, signed another hat and just hung out for a while. I guess they make rounds periodically, so that’s pretty fun.
Chase was like a different kid tonight; he’s really come a long way since I saw him last week. He’s talking in simple sentences, strategically controlling movements, eating regular food and no longer needs diapers. It’s amazing where the Lord’s brought him in three weeks. Andrea said the physical therapist has been amazed with his progress and that it’s not too much to label him a “miracle child.”
But the situation still has its stress points. Andrea and Grant have been over 1 hour away from home for nearly a month now. And it’s hard on Shelby and Celeste. Mom and Dad, Grant’s parents, Veronica and Eric and Amy have done a great job filling in and watching out for my nieces, but it’s still hard. And Andrea said it’s tough to think about what taking care of Chase at home will be like; very tiring for sure. Right now he still needs to be carried around because he’s a ways off from walking.
But God is strong when we are weak. So, bring it on Lord. Take us where we don’t want to go–past our limit. Because when we’re there, when we’ve given all we have and then some, that’s just when you’re getting started and when your glory shines brightest.
