Back to School

The term back to school usually refers to that day in September when kids all head back to the classroom. In most cases it represents a new and greater challenge. It's a time to raise the bar, a time of growing up.

Earlier this year, as Mark's health declined, we had to pull him out of school. At the time we weren't sure if Mark would make it to the end of the year. When he stopped going to school it seemed to be a permanent decision.

Back to school can also simply mean a time of life learning. I had a great uncle who would often remind me that each and every day holds a new lesson. Mark has taken us back to school when it comes to hope. His seizures have stopped, his mind is clear, and he is full of laughs. While the doctors can only guess and do their best, others have prayed. Mark has taken us back to school on matters of prayer too. I'm convinced that he has a special connection with the Almighty. I think it's like a prayer hot-line, one that requires no words or fancy poetic speeches.

Today, a friend who knows how well this prayer hot-line works, asked me to pray for a very serious financial situation. Because I was already in Marky's room, I rolled over to his bed and asked him if I could interrupt his movie watching. I turned the TV off, took his warm little hand in mine, looked into his eyes and told him we needed to go to Dr. Jesus with a special request. Marky knows Jesus as a doctor who heals all kinds of hurtin things. I prayed and Marky cooed and laughed. How pure is that?

Next week we're hoping to send Mark back to school, really. One day a week to start. So on Tuesday we'll roll him out to the curb and put him on a bus. We never thought this would happen but Mark has taught us so much about hope.

We'd like to thank all those who have faithfully prayed for Mark. Keep on praying until he runs into the street and says, "This great miracle has come from God through Jesus".

I know, that's completely crazy. So what do you believe? Do you believe in the TSX or John McCain or Prime Minister Harper? Do you believe in guns and amo? Call me crazy but I believe in Holy Love, and Light, and Truth. I believe that anything is possible, in Jesus name. So while your RRSP goes in the tank, and the world goes to hell in a hand basket, why not do something completely crazy, why not ask God to show you his crazy love? Ask God to take you back to school, you may be surprised.