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July 19, 2004

Update. . .

I think I've had few moments happier than when Hubby and C3 walked in the door this morning. C3 was cheerful and smiling, and had his arm in a white cast and looked. . . so much older than when they left last night for the hospital.

He's been proudly showing off his "armour" and telling everyone about falling off of T6's shoulders. (No more piggyback rides here!) He goes in for another x-ray later this week to make sure everything is aligned and growing together correctly. He hasn't needed pain meds other than a couple of baby tylenol.

Thank you for your prayers. I've been a bit emotional today--starting to cry at odd moments. While broken bones are almost to be expected with four active boys in the house, it still was very upsetting and a big ordeal for me. I really, honestly appreciate the prayers and encouragement. It meant a lot to know that I could post this here and send out a few e-mails and know people who cared would be praying for my family.

Last night, after Hubby and C3 left in the taxi for the clinic, I took the other boys to the grocery store to get some treats. While walking around, J8 mournfully asked, "Why did C3 have to get hurt? Why was my little brother hurt?"

It was hard to answer him without tears, "Well, we know that God has this all in His hands, and that God will use this in C3's life for His purpose."

Later in the evening J8 told me, "I think it's not just in C3's life, but God did this for me, too," and went on to explain some things in his heart.

I rejoice that we serve a God who is so infinite that He rules over all things, and so imminent that He is involved in the "little things" in our lives.


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How wonderful! Both your sons' courage and thoughts have put tears in my eyes! I'm glad your son is doing OK now.

Posted by: Jordan at July 19, 2004 09:25 PM

Fearing that you may misunderstand my comment, I refrained from saying in my comment to your original post, "Now he will have bragging rights." Yes, my son milked his broken hand for all he could.

Posted by: Earth Girl at July 19, 2004 09:43 PM

*L* Earth Girl! Yep, I think that once this is all over, he'll have a wonderful story to tell and will definitely remember it with fondness.

Posted by: TulipGirl at July 19, 2004 10:24 PM

Glad this worked out okay.

Posted by: Gideon Strauss at July 19, 2004 10:45 PM

Touched by J8's testimony. The suffering we endure is for God's glory, for the benefit of others, and for our sanctification. With this knowledge as our anchor, we can pass through trouble with confidence.

Posted by: barb at July 20, 2004 07:03 AM

I'm glad everything worked out. Broken bones are no fun, but kids heal so fast. When my beloved fell off a horse at age 28 and broke his elbow, he didn't heal so fast. :-)

Posted by: Missy at July 20, 2004 01:44 PM

I'm so sorry he got hurt and I'm hoping for the bones to knit together easily and quickly.

Posted by: Jordana at July 20, 2004 02:31 PM

It is especially comforting to me to hear that one can survive medical treatment in Ukraine. I'll be on my way there on Thursday. One of our team members had pancreatitis two weeks ago, so we are hoping and praying that she can stay healthy through the trip (as well as the rest of us), but we know that even if we don't, God will take care of us and have something to teach us.

Posted by: Paul Baxter at July 20, 2004 03:56 PM

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