Today my brother spent the morning with my dad at the rehab. It being the weekend, my dad had only 1 therapy today that was made up of taking a shower. He was somewhat dismayed that he didn’t even get to go into the gym and told the therapist that he wanted to practice walking. That was such a wonderful thing to hear. The therapist obliged and came back in the afternoon to take my dad for a walk around the floor with his walker. It is so encouraging.
I Found God today encouraged by my dad’s enthusiasm.