I am sitting here in bed looking out the window at the hospital that Zoe is in. Carmen and Katelyn are sound asleep and Isaac is snuggled up next to me. A few moments ago he just rolled over and started crying. I asked him what was wrong and he just pointed to the hospital. For those of you who know Isaac it takes a lot to bring him to a point where he can’t find the words needed. He couldn’t speak through his tears and as odd as it sounds I just hugged him and smiled. The thought that I had was, this is what being alive is about. I’ve watched different people from different belief systems and different social classes come through this house in the last three weeks. Each of them sorting through an array of emotions the best they know how. Isaac has been enthrolled by the extra attention and change of pace. I’ve had to talk to him about why we are here more than once. I knew he was just coping in his own way, but tonight the layers he had built up fell down and all that mattered was his “little brother.” He and I are waking up extra early tom to spend some time with Zoe.
Everyone deals with hard times in their own way. That’s not really a big deal as long as they deal with them. For Carmen and I all we can do is walk in what we understand and that is grace and mercy. This room is small, there are two twin beds pushed together and the only person in my family not piled on right now is Zoe. What a complete and totally chaotic scene it would be to have him here with us. Whatever God’s plan I am praying and believing for that opportunity. King David went to bring the Ark back from Obed Edom because he saw the blessings that were being brought to Obed’s house. Those blessings were children. David goes and breaks out in worship, you know the story… David strips down to an ephod and dances. They take six steps, stop and have a worship service, then take six more steps and do it all over again. David is pretty excited about the blessing, but his wife condemns him and God curses her womb to be barren. This is a great encouragement to me because there is no greater treasure than my children and Zoe is no exception. I praise God continually, every six steps… Well maybe not every six, but those who spend anytime around me know there is always a song on my lips… Even if it is off key, it is a joyful noise. I love God and Praise Him for He is worthy!
God is till at work in Zoe’s life and I am still believing for a miracle, for total healing.
Here are a few pictures from today… Zoe is looking so good… I have also uploaded new videos to www.youtube.com/shiftcommunity













































































































