I was thinking the other day about Fulton’s lift. Twice a day, once in the morning and once at night, he’s lifted in and out of his bed. It looks a little scary with him being suspended in air. All I know is it would freak me out, but he takes it in stride. As I pictured him in the corner of that little room, being picked up and moved back and forth between his bed and chair, I wondered how he faces it every day. How does he keep that smile? The answer is simple yet profound; God is there with His mighty presence to help him cope. What a beautiful truth!
I found a verse the other day that relates to this, and I’ve been thinking about it all week long. The Psalmist said, “Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath!” (Psalm 116:2) Think of it, the Almighty God, who merely spoke and the world was created. The God who holds all things together by His power, bends down to help Fulton as he faces the many challenges.
Because of the virus, we haven’t been able to see Fulton for several months. It’s painful not knowing when we’ll see him again. But then I think of the Lord in that little room, bending over to listen to Fulton and help him. What a beautiful site!