Wow just wow. Anything else seems totally inadequate. Our prayers are with you every day. This is one of the downers about our locked in situation. Sometimes the only thing that seems to make sense is to be in each others presence and be still and know.
I grieve for you and rejoice with you. God is using all of you for others, even though it is hard to understand His purposes. Always praying, never forgotten.
Leila, your memoir excerpt brings us into that intimate, awful moment your lives were altered forever - thank you for sharing that vulnerable experience and its aftermath, as you continue to live it. I pray you all receive peace, surrender to and meaning in the mystery that is suffering. I’ve heard it said that the joy and miraculousness of Easter Sunday wasn’t possible without the darkness of Good Friday and the ensuing period of grief, hopelessness and fear. May the power of Jesus’ resurrection fill you with strength and faith for the journey. 🙏🏻💕
I rarely comment but eagerly read each and every post. Your family and story touch me deeply each time, but this one was extra special. God knows each and every detail and is clearly carrying you through this. Continuing to pray for Carter—and for each of you, from Raleigh with love.
This brought me to tears! I am so sorry you are going through all of this! My admiration for you and your family grows every time I read your posts. Continue to stay strong and pray. God is good.
Thank you, Leila and Chuck, for unwavering truth in documenting your journey. Your authenticity about your visceral reactions to Carter's injuries, and parental pride and wonder at his strength, healing and rock-solid faith bring us to the Holy Ground where you have stood. Yes, Black Friday will now have even more layered meaning. The suffering of the Cross and its triumph proclaimed by your family's faith in these circumstances make a song worth sharing: You're all living a hymn and sharing its melody with us. We are blessed to weep and to shout Hallelujah with you for your Easter story that began on Thanksgiving. Love & blessings, Vernetta