Day 411 - July 31 - Smarge Shrugs

Last night at about 11:30, Cherié and Connor and I had just about finished our nightly routine, and they had sent me upstairs to get ready for bed. I had dragged my old carcass up the stairs and had just started emptying my pockets onto the bedside table when a vast hue and cry went up from down below, with my name being hollered and cries of "Come here" in the offing. It's difficult to hear because of the whole-house fan running above my head, but I can hear that I need to go back downstairs.

Now - I'm tired. My feet hurt, I've just climbed the stairs, and I have to get up in six hours or so. I don't want to go back downstairs and then climb back up them again later. I don't really want to be awake anymore, but what can you do? So, Mr Grumpy Pants heads back down.

When I come around the corner, however, the mood isn't what I was expecting. I thought there was a crisis situation, but here the two of them are, smiling. Connor tells me "Watch my shoulder - check this out!" So, I watch his left shoulder, and he proceeds to shrug it about a quarter of an inch - over and over and over again.

Since his shoulder muscles occasionally spasm somewhat like that, I asked him "Are you doing that?" and he said "For the first time, I know that my shoulder's moving right when I tell it to"!

He was so very pleased with this! His spirit was really uplifted by being able to repeat the action. It's also significant that he has the sense of the shrug responding to his command. So we thank God for this progress.

You know, we need a word in the vocabulary that describes something that is small and large at the same time..."smarge", perhaps?

Anyway, please join us in thanking God for this smarge answer to prayer, and continue to lift the boy up. God is going to heal him!

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