I still remember the accident. who could forget the horror of it? but I also remember what has happened since. who would want to forget the wonder of that? my memory has become a source of healing for me. it reminds me of the loss. but it also tells me that the loss was not simply the ending of something good; it was also the beginning of something else. and that has turned out to be good too.
ian's brain injury in itself isn't a good thing. it's horrible. and sad. and discouraging. and changes everything about our lives. but it has been the beginning of something else and i have to trust in our wise and gracious god, that this way was better than health. i certainly don't feel it but i have to know it in my head, or else these days are just far too long.
thanks as always for praying.