Standing backstage behind our church’s platform, I looked at my beautiful Amy sitting in her wheelchair as she got ready to stand up out of it and walk with me to the pulpit. It was the first Sunday morning that we had been able to be together at Meadow since the events of June 16th which ushered her mother home to Heaven and broke Amy’s body to bits – a terrible car wreck which scarred her body but did not shred her faith. As the church was singing on the other side of the wall and we were waiting for the second song to finish, my thoughts darted quickly from our wedding to the birth of our children to previous days of difficulty in our marriage to the car wreck in June and ultimately to the throne of Heaven where there sits a sovereign King who has shepherded us through it all. I was a deeply humbled and happy man.
At the appointed time, I walked with her from that stage door and onto the platform – walking with her was not something that was guaranteed five months ago. The Meadow family jumped to their feet with applause, welcoming her back to the house of worship. There were tears and glad shouts, loud words of welcome coming from every direction. Her family was standing near the back of the sanctuary – a grateful father, a proud brother and sister in law, aunts, uncles, cousins, second cousins and family friends had made the trip to Meadow to celebrate with Amy. Our two children were also seated in the sanctuary, perched near their Grandanny as they watched their mother come to the pulpit and share heartfelt thanks to God and to the church family for the kindness shown us during our trial. I’m not sure if the phrase “coming full circle” is a good fit but that’s sure what it felt like.
Doctors were once unsure if Amy would keep her leg. Then there was the question whether or not she would ever walk again. Eventually they projected that she would likely be able to regain some normalcy around the first of the new year. Six weeks ahead of schedule my precious wife – the one whom I have been blessed to love the most – took her microphone in hand, sat down in a chair next to two harmonizing ladies…and sang once again to the Savior who has so greatly cared for her.
Yes, yesterday was a very good day.