It could happen...
This morning, Phil woke early and made a pot of coffee. He went out to the garage for about an hour to tinker on a project he started a couple of months ago. Once that was done, he mowed the yard...using a push mower. Hot and sweaty, he then took a 30 minute swim across the cove and back, stopping only once to rest.
No, none of this happened, but in Phil's mind there is no doubt that he will regain that level of strength and endurance.
He has been religious about his hourly respiratory therapy and pushes himself to improve a little each day. With his clavicle mending, Phil can't do much to work out his upper body. But his leg strength is good, with the walks around the retail stores curtailed only when his ribs and clavicle begin to hurt. He's also returning to his chatty self and I understand he has spoken with many of you over the phone on occasion.
Accidents do happen...and sometimes, just sometimes, so do miracles.
Yes Tim, sometimes miracles do happen. Praise God for this one.
ReplyDeletePsalm 19:1-2. The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament shows His handiwork. Day into day His glory is proclaimed and night unto night His knowledge is shown.