Sweet Sixteen

It has been sixteen years since my spinal surgery. I praise God for the many blessings in my life since then. This year I am learning to walk correctly! We are working on building up my strength as well.
I feel so very blessed to be able to walk and to be alive! This time sixteen years ago I was dying. A tumor had struck me down and was slowly killing me. I had no way of knowing that today would ever come. I had spastic paralysis and was being wheeled down a long hallway toward what we all thought was my death.
I kissed my oldest daughter goodbye, and I couldn’t even dream of my youngest child existing. I couldn’t see how God was going to save me, raise me up, and give me life in the face of death.
Today I helped with outdoor education at Camp Nathanael. I stood, I walked and I lived. I am still bound by limitations such as a twenty-five-pound weight limit, but for all the things I can’t do I have found so many things I can do. For the healing that I have, I praise God!
Sometimes in life, we don’t get what we want. I never wanted to be disabled. I never thought that I would face anything as hard as this or as humbling. I also never imagined that I would be able to praise God for being broken. I do praise him though. He is a great and mighty God. My broken is his glory.
This is my sweet sixteen. I am alive! I can walk! I am beautifully broken!

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