It was quite an ordeal we have endured with Fulton in his month long battle against sepsis and pneumonia. He was running out of time and his lungs were continuing to fill up. The doctors were deeply worried and determined he was critically ill. I felt like there was a huge battle over Fulton’s head. A life and death struggle.
It felt like what David might have experienced when he cried out to God,
“How long, O LORD? Will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me? How long must I wrestle in my soul, with sorrow in my heart each day? How long will my enemy dominate me?” Psalm 13:1-2
I felt the anguish of David when he wept over his son, Absalom. David cried out,
“O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you–O Absalom, my son, my son!” 2 Samuel 18:33b
Then God brilliantly delivered us! He reminded me of the many prayers Godly people had prayed for Fulton. God’s healing power began to show and slowly my son began to turn around. His temperature quit spiking, tubes were removed, he did better on his breathing exercises. He was getting better. He was really excited to finally get released from the hospital, a month and a week later.
This week, praise God, we were able to take him to O’Charley’s! Rejoice with us! May these pictures encourage us all. God used your powerful prayers to save Fulton’s life!
David said, “Let all that I am praise the LORD; may I never forget the good things he does for me. He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases.” Psalm 103:2-3