What Doesn’t Kill Me…Continued


Ten years later, Brant is out of his coma. He had to learn how to walk, talk, feed himself, and virtually grow from a 29-year-old infant to a man again. And boy am I ever proud of him. We went through so much in the last ten years that no one thought we’d make it. But we did. And it was all with the help of God.

Brant went through three weeks of rehab.

He was supposed to be in there for 3 days for every one day he was in the coma and in the bed after the coma. That amounted to about 60 days total. So, 60 times three should have been ninety days in rehab learning how to walk. Not to mention all the other motor skills he had to regain.

Our first week out of rehab to visit church on Sunday, I rolled him in, in a wheelchair.

The second week, he walked into church and made it to the front pew.

Imagine the hoots and hollers of joyous church members. The roof was raised off the place. And all because Brant trusted in God. It was one of the most amazing sights we’d ever seen in our lives. He’d done the impossible. But All things are Possible with Christ who Strengthens Me, Brant would say.

During the years after, we never lost sight of whom we were to be thankful. We knew without God in our corner, we’d have never won that battle.

As I’m writing this, cars honk as they go down the road. They are people we’ve helped over the years who signal hello by honking three times when they go by. It’s a thing we do.

Over the years, we’ve housed over 39 teenagers without the help of government assistance. We’ve done without a lot so that other’s could learn our story. We let them in because Jesus let us in. And he saved us. Not just once, but twice. Now those children are grown and they stop by. They still call us Mom and Dad. Their mothers and fathers weren’t available due to the sad instances of drugs, alcohol, or neglect, so we became their adoptive parents in a sense.

The cute little honks we get almost every day are from the few who don’t have time to stop just yet, but are on their way to work. The honk is a promise that they’ll be back to visit later that evening or week. And they always come back. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

 

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