I had a really bad headache while I was up in the mountains; throbbing/pounding pain day and night. I think it may stem from the high altitude, because it’s happened the last few times I’ve been at higher than normal altitudes…oh, and the fact that I’m getting old probably contributes as well. Anyway, I mention this is because while I was lying in bed, tossing and turning all night, I thought of what it might be like for Ryan if he’s in pain and how trapped/frustrated he must feel as he can’t communicate anything to anybody…or at least we’re not yet able to recognize his means of communication. Needless to say, I cried a bit…not because of any physical pain I suffer, but from the heartache felt/feel for my son. Thank you God for my headaches…for the heartache…and the lessons learned daily as a result. Please continue to show me your wonderful master plan in action, and my son’s role in it…Amen
1 Peter 5:10 And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.
2 Corinthians 4:17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.