The Question...

The question of the day is - Father God, what can I do ?  What can I do to help someone going through the same things I have been through ?  What can I do to make a difference ?


I just finished watching a video of a young man with TBI and his family I am privileged to know.  We met through carepages - a blog set up for people who have family members in the hospital.  I watched the video before but tonight it tugged even more at my heart.  It revealed the struggle even more clearly for some reason.  I sat with my heart tied up in knots, my throat clenched salty and tight, and tears welling up in my eyes begging to pour out as if they might somehow cleanse my soul as they dropped from my chin.  His name is Jared and he is a miracle.  Her name is Tracy and she is tireless.  Jared doesn't just struggle - he fights with every ounce of his being.  He pushes through each step willing himself forward.  His mother, Tracy has battled for every single ounce of therapy he's received.  She has fought insurance companies, hospitals, even the state of California to provide for Jared.  If you truly want to know what is wrong with health care in America - look at Jared's case.  It should be against the law for someone who is so deserving of care and willing to participate to have to go through what they have been through.  It is unfair and that doesn't even begin to describe it.  Father God has stepped in on behalf of Jared.  He has provided for his needs.  He has led the way.  He has opened doors, He has provided finances where there were none, and He still continues to intervene to this day. 

I have joined a community of people.  We pray for Jared.  We Hope for Jared.  We rejoice as he overcomes.  We cry when he struggles.  Yet, I am left with - there must be more I can do.