Sunday, December 03, 2017

Please Pray for Jacob...

                                                 I can't fix this...
                              but God can!

Dear friends,
How grateful I am for you, for your love and care and support. How grateful I am that in this place, this blog, you encourage me to tell my story...without shame, just put it out there. 

I will learn in the telling and perhaps others will
learn in the reading.  

Today, my story includes a chapter about my precious Grandson, Jacob, and a life-changing accident he had last week. Perhaps one day Jacob will read this post. If you do, Jacob, I want you to know this: 

Dearest Jacob,
You, Jacob, with your big heart and funny sense  of humor. You, with your deep, deep love for Jesus and your unabashed loyalty to Him. You, my dear grandson who does so well in school, in being a wonderful grandson, son, brother and friend... 

You make my heart sing.

Boppa and I were there at your birth sixteen years ago, and this week we have been back at that same hospital where you have been a patient.

I want you to know this, Jacob...
Knowing you and loving you is one of the great joys in my life
and in Boppa's life, too.

You, as tall as an arrow. You, who when you were little, called both Bert and me "Nana-Boppa" because you could not imagine us without each other. You, who are smart and caring and generous. You, who love mountain biking, exploring and being outdoors. You, who are devoted to your family.

Getting the thank you letter you wrote after we took you and Mason to the Seahawks game, well that letter made my day, my week, my year! Thank you for letting me know that you love me.

Sweetie, I want you to know how deeply sorry I am that you had a serious bike accident last week. I know you and Mason were having fun and being careful, because you know to be that way. When you told me what had happened...that you hit a rock, flew over the handles bars and hit so hard that you broke your femur up by your hip...I could hardly believe it. Thank God you had your cell phone and could reach your Mama. Thank God she found you and called the fire department to get you down off that trail. And thank God for the six fire trucks, and all of the fire fighters and EMTs who took you down from the mountain and into the ambulance.

I am also thanking God for all of the doctors and nurses who have been ministering to you during this difficult time. How hard it has been for you, and your family who love you so much, to hear, after a CT scan, that you have a laceration on your liver and you are going to lose one of your kidneys. Hard news to hear. Very hard news to hear, especially after being in the hospital all of this week.

I know the healing process will be long and it will be months and months of physical therapy, medications, being on crutches, and other changes we can't even comprehend yet. Just typing those words, I can feel your discouragement. 

Please know that Boppa and I will be with you every step of the way as you work toward being well again.

Also, please know that while as much as I wish I could, I can't fix this. I wish I could, but I can't. Yet what I know for sure is that while I cannot fix this, God can!!!!

Please know that an army of folks are praying for you, beseeching God on your behalf. We, and they, are asking God for a miracle.
We are asking Him to heal you...completely. We are also asking Him to use this hard time to help you be a witness for Him. We are asking the Lord God Almighty to give you peace about all of this.
May you remember that you are NEVER, EVER alone in this process. 

Every minute God is with you, there in the midst of this very hard time.

Boppa and I love you more than words could ever express.
We will always be here for you, no matter what!
God Bless you, sweetie!
Love, Nana

If you believe in the power of prayer, could you please join with us in praying for Jacob. Thanks!


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