Tuesday, 4 September 2012


Woke up yesterday morning to discover our pick-up truck had been stolen.  It was my Dad's and given to us after he moved to heaven.  Yes, there was insurance on but it was also the mode of transport for Jordan's power wheel chair...sheesh. Yet Kim and I looked at each other and noted how compared to what Jordan is going through, the theft was no big deal to us. Perspective, right?

It has been a roller coaster of nausea and pain over the past three days with lots of commanding and believing.  And tonight – he is feeling much better. He is thanking Jesus and listening to some great worship music and teaching on healing.  He is overcoming.

It is amazing how nourishing Jordan's smile was to us in between his bouts of nausea.