Weighting on Adam
When they came to the other disciples, they saw a large crowd around them and the teachers of the law arguing with them. As soon as all the people saw Jesus, they were overwhelmed with wonder and ran to greet him. “What are you arguing with them about?” he asked. A man in the crowd answered, “Teacher, I brought you my son, who is possessed by a spirit that has robbed him of speech. Whenever it seizes him, it throws him to the ground. He foams at the mouth, gnashes his teeth and becomes rigid. I asked your disciples to drive out the spirit, but they could not.” “O unbelieving generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy to me.” So they brought him. When the spirit saw Jesus, it immediately threw the boy into a convulsion. He fell to the ground and rolled around, foaming at the mouth. Jesus asked the boy’s father, “How long has he been like this?” “From childhood,” he answered. “It has often thrown him into fire or water to kill him. But if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.” “If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for him who believes.” Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!”
I want to say thank you to all my wonderful friends and family for your thoughts and your prayers. To my friend Nir, your thoughts really touched our family. Thank you. Jason and Shawn, thank you for your prayers at each mile marker you passed during your marathon even the 18 mile “spit.” Allan and Kristi, I’m sorry for the lack of updates but I am grateful for your continued support and prayers.
Adam went back to the Doctors today for a weighing… Last month he weighed in at 11lb 11oz. Today, even with heavy thoughts, he came in at 11lb 14oz. Of course this is not what we were wanting… I would have been happy with 12lbs.
We are waiting to hear from Dr. Cook today regarding the blood work. Adam has small veins. The lab technician could not get a vein on her first try. How difficult it is to see your child being poked with a needle and having them move it around and around trying to get a vein to draw blood and not succeeding. The scream was loud and the tears flowed heavy. I felt as if my words of comfort were worthless as I kissed his head and told him to be brave and strong.
It’s tough to look in the eyes of a hurting child who doesn’t understand what is happening to them. As the doctor and nurses made every effort on the second try to get the minimum amount of blood, through his thick tears he looked at me and all I wanted to do is hold him and comfort him but I couldn’t.
I know what you’re thinking… It’s only blood work. But, I wanted to give my blood. I’ve never done well at seeing my children suffer… In any way.
I ask for your continued prayers and thoughts for Adam “Ant”.
As for me… I do believe… I ask the Lord to help me overcome my unbelief.
peace.
johno~