Fulton fell out of his wheelchair yesterday. No one really knows how it happened, but his roommate found him. I wonder what was going on in his mind as he lay there on the floor, waiting for help. He could have kicked with one leg and pushed a little bit on one arm and groaned; apart from that, he was helpless. It must have been a terrible feeling to be totally helpless, but he handled it with grace. The nurse told us he laughed it off. That makes him a hero to me. I don’t know if I could ever handle it like he did. He amazes me!
I’m proud of you, son! You remind me of the Apostle Paul, who learned from the Lord, how God’s grace was sufficient for him. “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness. So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
May God give us all the strength and grace to go through some very hard times. May we all learn from Fulton, locked in a body but filled with His grace.