Well today is 6 months, and I am 2 1/2 week from finishing my therapy. God has been so amazing through this entire process. I have given God all the glory for my speedy recovery. I plan on playing softball in the spring. I have had people ask why this happened to me. My response is, "Who cares? I'm alive." I will get to see my son turn three next month. I serve an awesome God and I dare anyone to challenge me on this. I was removed from the grasp of death. No one will ever convince me MY God is not real or alive.
About Me
- Commander Eric
- It's not about me! It's about him, My Adonai. To me one of life's greatest challenges is pursuing after God whole heartedly. No matter how hard I try my flesh always seems to get in the way. I feel like the Peter in the garden when Jesus catches him asleep. My spirit wants to chase after God, but my flesh is weak.
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