One year anniversary

Well, only a few days and it will be one year since my accident. When you are in my position, you have a lot of time to think. And I have spent a lot of time thinking about that day and the last steps that I took. That morning I remember leaving the bathroom and walking down the hallway to the kitchen. Jean was standing at the counter waiting for me which was unusual since normally she was asleep when I went to work. But that morning, she wanted us to pray. She was going to wake me during the night but decided to wait until I was up. She urgently felt the need for us to pray about how our family should glorify Christ over Christmas. She felt so stirred during the night and the feeling would not go away. So we stood together and prayed that Christ would be glorified through our family at Christmas. She didn't know why but she just felt very strongly about it. Little did we know that this very blog would be the answer to that prayer. Little did we know how many people would be touched by my daughter's words. I am still overwhelmed and brought to tears whenever I read your comments and hear of your prayers for me. I am especially humbled by those of you that I don't know that tell me your faith has been strengthened or renewed. God certainly works in mysterious ways. He even uses the Internet to accomplish his purpose.

So off I went to work. It was Friday and the previous Saturday I had towed Santa Claus in the Christmas parade in the sleigh that I had made for the chamber of commerce. The sleigh had been in my driveway all week and I was taking it back to work to store it away until next year. I was always in great spirits when towing the sleigh. How could you not be in the Christmas spirit when you're towing Santa's sleigh? I arrived at work, parked the sleigh and began my day.

I have spent so much time thinking about the next steps that I took that I began to fear the coming of this anniversary. I would get a lump in my stomach when I thought about walking up to the machine that did me in. But now I feel better about that day. I don't get a lump in my stomach and I don't get that fearful feeling anymore. I think talking about it has been therapeutic. God has helped heal my mind and my attitude. It is taking time and will take more time, but He is working. Thanks for listening. You don't know how much you have helped me. Thank you.
Pat