Just a little bit ago I finished looking at pictures of my when I was in the hospital. Some of the pictures I admittedly cannot remember vividly. I remember that it was taken, but I cannot remember the whole situation. It brought back a lot of memories. Some of them I would rather forget, like being in the hospital. Others I remember fondly, like my parents and brothers, David and Dennis, visiting me.
More than anything else, it makes me aware of where I am and where God has brought me. I know that I have said it many times, but the truth is that I nearly died, I have had many doctors tell me that I cannot do the things I am doing, and no doctor so far can figure out what happened to get me in my situation. I realize how much my wife, children and the rest of my family had to go through. I also know that my church family had to go through a lot.
For right now, I am just rejoicing to be alive and enjoying my daughter's 11th birthday. Soon, my other daughter will celebrate her 8th birthday and I will be here to see that, too. My son will celebrate his 17th birthday in less than 5 months. The truth is that I am here for it, and I almost was not alive to enjoy their birthdays. I am just resting in God everyday.