Thursday, January 21, 2010

Three years later...

Today marked the 3rd anniversary of Annie's Addisonian crisis that resulted in a severe brain injury that caused her to lose the ability to walk, talk, eat, look up at the stars at night, and play dress up with her Cinderella doll. Thirty six months filled with hours of grieving the loss of the dear little Annie who used to be, of asking God why?, and of buckets and buckets of tears.

However, I am relieved to say that three years later, we have bonded with our new and bigger Annie, who smiles, laughs, snuggles and gives our family much joy. Joy being the byproduct of the confidence that our work in caring for her causes us to daily repent of our in each new skill, new in knowing that God will bring about His purposes in her, even though I don't understand what all those purposes may that someday Annie will be given a new body and new mind.

It's been three years of a steep learning curve of simultaneously working hard to uncover her potential while accepting her limits and praying for healing. Kind of a mind bender that will someday all make sense.


We ourselves groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body. For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance. Romans 8:23-25


Gretchen said...

"A mind bender that will someday all make sense." Yeah, that about covers it. As usual, in your understated, practical, amazing way, you've said so much. I am so sorry for your loss, so thankful for your joy, and so grateful to call you friend. Soli Deo Gloria. xxxooo

Jean said...

Thanks, Gretchen--and thank YOU for being one of my guides along the way!

Sue Powell said...

So well said, Jean. I am still caring and still praying.

uncle jeff said...

annie's condition and your faithfulness to Jesus Christ have strengthened the resolve of many.

perhaps not the response you want but truth none-the-less.

your trials (what a "Christian-eze" word) - no, your SUFFERING through the trama's that are at times overwhelming (of this i am certain) are causing others to plead on your behalf for God's mercy and strength.

our cries to God are for you and for us. for you because we love you and are quite helpless to "fix" anything (i speak as a guy). our cries are also for us because of our self-centeredness dealing with our own issues that pale in comparison to what you are going through.

Lord, give my sister the strength she needs and the help she requires. and forgive us for doubting Your will, for seeking our own, and for our short-sightedness.

love us, Lord, into Your image and for Your purposes here on earth.

and please, get bill back on his feet so he can help my sister.


Jean said...


pam said...

can I borrow your brother now and then? like, for prayer support and stuff...??