Saturday, October 5, 2019

Dearest God,

I remember when Rylan was born.  Premature and fighting for his life, he was sent by ambulance to a hospital with a Newborn Intensive Care Unit.  For days he struggled breathing with 100% oxygen.  Little by little he recovered and went home.  Although he had a few challenges with eating, learning and developing, he overcame them with a lot of help from his mother.

Tonight I drove to Lebanon to watch him play center at a sixth grade Super bowl football game.  Tied at the end 6 to 6, they went into overtime.  Our team added another 8 points so the opponent was given a chance at the 20 yard line as well.  Another touch down.  The tension was palpable.  We were all standing.  There was a snap and our team foiled the opponent's attempt for another two points.  We yelled and screamed and celebrated.

When I saw sweaty, happy Rylan amidst the fans, he was wearing a really big smile.  I thought of how you have had your hand upon that boy.  I smiled and breathed a prayer of thanksgiving as I threw my arms around him and kissed him on the top of his head!

Blessed are you,
God Most High,
for saving Rylan
for this hour.
Thank you
for the joy
he brings
to all
of us.
Thank you
for his life.

Love, Andrea