It’s been 9 months since Harlie first got sick. Since then, Josh’s family has had to look some of their deepest, darkest fears square in the face.
There was a time when doctors said she might not live.
There was a time when doctors said that she will live, but she may have had astronomical brain damage.
There was a time when doctors said she will never experience the joy of eating ever again.
There was a time when doctors said she would not walk again.
And today is special because, although the family has walked through the valley of the shadow, today is Harlie’s fifth birthday. And she is alive. She is cognizant. She is able to eat a limited diet. SHE IS WALKING.
And all is grace. My brave mother in law has said so many times in the last 9 months, “[fill in the blank] is difficult, BUT as long as we have Harlie, we can do anything.” And she gets it. That we should find beauty in pain because every moment God gives us is grace.*
I don’t know why God chooses to heal some and not others. But I do believe that, when in His infinite power He chooses to physically heal one of His children, it is just a glimpse of what is to come for His whole family.
And it’s going to be good.
Happy Birthday, Harlie!
*Thoughts greatly inspired by Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts.
**Video taken on Monday when we had the privilege of hanging out with Harlie. Those bees didn’t stand a chance!