Friday, February 21, 2014

One Year...

One year ago today I received the most terrifying phone call. 
"Jason is being air lifted to Chattanooga" he said. 
My heart dropped. I knew "air lifted" really meant life flighted. 
How could he need to be life flighted? I had just spoken to him a few minutes before. He just told me he was fine.
"They are worried about nerve damage in his hand. He can see a specialist there" was the explanation. 
But I wasn't there. I was two hours away, and a part of me wondered if things were more serious but they didn't want to scare me. 
That two hour drive to Chattanooga was probably the longest two hours of my life. Then when we arrived, they wouldn't let us go back to see him right away. All the waiting was tearing me up!
Finally, they let us go back. And there he was! All in one piece and awake! 
I'm not sure I've ever been so happy to see someone! 
His hand and forearm looked awful, but we had hope that it would heal. 
And God is faithful and He is healer.
He was faithful that day on the mountain in protecting Jason from even worse injuries.
He has been faithful every day of the healing process. Jason never got an infection or needed skin grafts. All of the feeling has returned to his hand and fingers. He also has almost full range of motion in his wrist. For someone who makes a living working with his hands, these are huge blessings!
He is faithful today. It is still healing. I'm not sure it will ever look completely normal again. In fact, my guess is it probably won't. And that's fine with me. It serves as a reminder of God's protection and faithfulness. 

 "But The Lord is faithful. He will establish you and guard you against the evil one."
2 Thessalonians 3:3

My original posts about Jason's accident are here and here.