A week makes a huge difference. A week can change your life. A week can bring joy. A week ago, I was told my wife might not survive this tragic incident. A week ago, my world was falling apart. This week, things have changed. If you can see what has happened to my wife and the progression she has made and not believe that God is real and still performs miracles, I don’t know what it would take to convince you.
The past week has been an emotional rollercoaster. There have been ups and downs, but we’ve seen the faithfulness of the Lord. A few summers ago, I thought I saw what His faithfulness was about. This summer I have experienced a different glimpse. When I first heard the news about my wife, my world stopped. I could not understand why this would happen. The Lord always had a plan.
This week, my wife has made improvements that have left doctors clueless. I’m perfectly fine with that. I love that. I love that through this, the Gospel is being shared. Kelly’s life has shown people who Christ is. I am so proud to be her husband.
The progress Kelly has made is amazing. From the start, Kelly was responsive. She could not speak, but she could motion with her right hand. Since Saturday, she has made amazing leaps. Her breathing has become more stable. They are slowly but surely lowering the level of pressure and assistance that the machine gives her. She’s following the commands the doctors give her. She is opening her eyes from time to time. The doctors are telling us all these things are great.
One of the hardest things to watch is when she coughs. I hate seeing my wife struggle against the breathing tube. It’s something that makes me feel helpless because I know there is nothing that I can physically do to help. I step out of the room as the nurses help and I pray. This is one of the most difficult things for me.
Today, a very close friend of ours came to Jackson to see us. His name is Wesley Wallace. He’s been an amazing friend to us. We absolutely love him. We were able to joke around and laugh. We were also able to be serious and talk about the Lord and His faithfulness. I was so encouraged by his words and his friendship. He left Jackson around 10 to head back to Monroe. After he left, I wanted to go check on Kelly. I got to her room and she was coughing. I hated to see it. I walked over to her side. Her eyes were already open. I grabbed her hand and said, “Babe I’m here. Can you see me? Squeeze me hand if you can see me.” I’ve never been so excited to have someone squeeze my hand. I told her that I was right beside her and I was not going anywhere. I asked her to squeeze my hand again if she wanted me to stay where she could see me. Another squeeze. At this point, I’m on cloud 9. My wife knows I’m here and she wants me to stay where she can see me. We’ve been playing some worship music through a speaker for her so I asked her to squeeze my hand again if she wanted the music turned on. Another squeeze. We turned the music on and I asked if it was too loud. Another squeeze. I let her know that I was there, I would be there until she fell asleep, and that all she needed to do was rest. I watched her close her eyes and begin to settle down. I stayed and rubbed her arm until I knew she was back asleep.
This has by far been the greatest moment of my life. The Lord has been so faithful and Kelly has been such a fighter. In the words of the piano player at our church Mary Easterling, “God has already done the miracle, we’re just playing catch up.”