The post title is how the doctors in Florida described my sister-in-law.
I want to thank all those who prayed for her and for my wife and our family. It looked very bleak on Good Friday: taking her off the ventilator and sending her to hospice. But she woke up. She was talking and responding. She improved through Easter week and went home from the hospital yesterday.
My niece commented on the prayers: “We felt them and we are grateful.”
As a person of faith, I know miracles happen. But as a cynic, I don’t expect to experience them. I don’t ask for them, really. I know my sister-in-law still faces a long recovery. And she has a history of severe back pain from arthritis and degenerative disk disease. And she smokes heavily. When she was ill, I prayed for her without specific intercession. After all, who am I to know what is needed most in her life? Do other family members rely on her? Has her arthritis been a serious cross to bear? Has the heart attack damaged her brain and heart tissue?
I also prayed for my wife. I know she had conflicting feelings. She does not want her sister to suffer. She also wanted to be there for her family here: the young miss celebrates Confirmation a week from tomorrow, and my busy time of the year.
So the news from down South turns me to a prayer of gratitude–a good orientation for the Easter season.