Tuesday, June 19, 2018

So, You Were A Gymnast?

I broke my neck as part of a performance gymnastics routine. When I tell my story I usually leave that part out. I'll say, "It was a sports injury", or something like that instead and let others ask for details. That's because, no, I wasn't a gymnast.

Our high school ministry at church performed at schools and churches throughout the school year. The performance was packed with martial arts, dramatic skits, mime, singing, and performance gymnastics. When appropriate we closed the event with an opportunity for the audience to come forward and learn how they could begin a relationship with the Lord.

Everyone tried out for these teams. We practiced Wednesday nights throughout the school year. It took dedication from the students who committed to the teams. Most of us were also active in school sports and other activities too. It was a pretty intense and a great experience.

Friday, June 15, 2018

Reflecting on 25 Years with Paralysis



Tomorrow begins the twenty-fifth year since my last steps.

This is always a reflective time of year for me. Sometimes I'm celebrating, others I'm frustrated. But THIS YEAR is different. TWENTY-FIVE YEARS! That is a long time, and A LOT of stories.

So, this year I want to take you along on my reflections heading toward this milepost anniversary. We have plenty of memories to cover. From the weeks before that fateful gymnastics routine, through rehab, high school, and college, and into adulthood and marriage, we will find the stories together and share the joy and pain along the way.

Thank you all so much for supporting me and Dana all of these years. When people talk about the power of prayer or doubt the relevance of church and faith I just need to look back on my life to point to the times God was faithful and His people followed that nudge in their hearts to do something for me. Those faithful acts of service meant so much to us.

Paralysis doesn't get easier. Each year presents its own challenges. But I have witnessed unbelievable people willing to step outside their comfort zone and do something for me that got me through a moment, day, or months. Somehow the Lord is faithful to bring someone when they are needed. This is going to be about those stories. My gratitude to those dear loved ones who made a difference in my life.

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