7/16/2022
It caught me a little off guard.
Zac, Everest, and I were all looking forward to returning to Craig Hospital in Denver this week for Zac’s one year re-eval on his progress. We were looking forward to seeing his therapists, meeting with his doctors, attending Red Rocks church, accessing the Peak Center gym…
What caught me off guard was the flood of emotion once we landed… catching our first view of the giant blue Craig sign, remembering when we first landed here as they brought Zac in on a stretcher…
driving back up to the round-about entrance to see clusters of families with their loved ones in wheelchairs, all beginning their journey, seeing in my mind the days we spent outside in the sun, finding our own courage to adapt…
checking into the Family Housing apartments, recollecting the hours I spent in those rooms, crying out to the Lord to make sense of the journey, journaling His word to my heart…
entering back into the familiar therapy hallways, visualizing the last time I saw Zac walk around the corner in the mechanical eco-Skelton…
So much flood of emotion. Raw, vulnerable emotion.
And I suddenly realized I was so glad to feel that again… deep, raw emotion, face to face with the stark reality of this journey, and the flood of Scriptures and hope that came rushing back all at once too.
It seems like a contradiction.
Our hearts long for the rest, the seasons of peace when all is well, when our spirit feels content.
Yet, deeper still, there is the craving to let the Lord dig in, til up the comfortable, to feel the unsettling, the hopelessness…
Because He is there.
And He is the only One who can rescue.
The glorious rescue in which my heart gets scooped up by my Savior, and He floods me with His truth, regardless of what I think I know; where He floods me with faith, despite what my eyes see; where He floods me with His peace, in the center of the storm.
*sigh* it’s all so much. But all so wonderful. To walk with my Jesus, hand in hand. It’s what I crave.
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It was great to meet with his therapists yesterday. They discussed his improvements and set goals for him this week to what he wanted to focus on. It’s good to be back in the game.
We enjoyed church on Sunday at Red Rocks and went for a stroll around a near-by lake where he was able to try out a motorized power wheel that attaches to the back of his wheelchair.
We spent time watching a Bible Study video last night where the teacher directed us examine Mark 2:1-12. Interestingly, it happened to be the story of Jesus healing the paralytic. It was a sweet, deep study - to study the story of Jesus healing the paralytic with my paralytic. I told Zac he should teach on that story some Sunday. What a perspective it would be!
How grateful I am to be a part of this story. How grateful I am to have the Lord keep me uncomfortable. It all drives us to Him. And that’s what we ultimately long for. #zacsHope
