Within eight hours of Pastor Jon’s recent sermon about the friends who helped get their paralyzed friend to Jesus, the words rang true for me. The scriptures came alive!
Frank taught the lesson while Don ran two trips to bring me a chair that I could transfer into. We finally used my shower chair, and then my friends were able to remove the motorized chair and help clean it up. While sitting buried and participating in the class, I tried not to think of another thunderstorm approaching with lightning since I wasn’t sure grabbing my arms and legs would carry me to safety. (Psalm 40:3 … “Lord I’m trusting you to hold the storms back,” and He did!)
All I could think of was Jon’s sermon and my “true heroic friends” gathered around me, another paralytic. What a true blessing and debt of heartfelt gratitude to the Sprinkels, Dunhams, Sweets, Hannahs and Margie. Prayers were being offered and minds were being creative to solve the problem and help. One individual even offered to call in a towing company! Of course, my greatest friend and hero is Don, my soulmate and precious caregiver.
My four heroic true friends partnered together, worked hard and had great faith to rescue me, and I am so thankful they were so inspired by the sermon to act. We all listened, we acted and kept the faith. And yes, everyone was amazed and praised God.