“Trusting God’s will for me”

I came home from Birmingham for a few nights, but it’s really difficult to be home while Ricky is still in the hospital.

Last night, as I was writing, I was so exhausted that I started losing my train of thought, my mind drifting from one thing to another. On the way home tonight, I remembered a thought I had that I couldn’t for the life of me remember last night, or perhaps more accurately, a question I’ve been wrestling with : Are we limiting God’s miracles in our lives by what we think is possible? Do we really realize the miracles God can perform?

I have always believed that God can do anything He desires, that He is capable of performing miraculous acts. However, maybe I never truly had the depth of faith required to fully trust in what He could do—at least, not until now. Faith is all we really have in times like these. We’ve begged and pleaded for a miracle; that was literally my nightly prayer over Ricky. “God, please just show us a miracle through Ricky. Keep him safe. Heal his body.” I knew God possessed the healing power, and that’s all I could ask for—a miracle. God did not just show us one miracle through Ricky’s; He has shown us multiple miracles in Ricky. Miracles have come not only through Rickybut also through the unexpected healing and comfort brought to others in that same hospital waiting room. Each day brings new reminders of God’s presence and power, far beyond what I ever imagined.

Back to my question, although we all know the powerful stories in the Bible of miracles that occurred through Jesus, do we truly feel worthy of receiving such miracles in our own lives? Do we possess the genuine faith required to accept the miracle that is patiently waiting for us?

I don’t think I did at that time. Even in moments when I was desperately begging for a miracle, there were countless days filled with doubt and uncertainty. Unsure if God would grant us the miracle we so deeply desired. One day, as I watched my brother fighting for his life, a realization struck me — the miracle was either going to happen in room 8310 at UAB, or it was going to happen in heaven… either way, the miracle was present, just waiting to unfold.

My faith has grown much stronger through that deeper understanding, and I finally felt like I had gained some real insight—some clearer and more profound understanding—of what God can truly do, if it is indeed His will. For us, we will continue to beg and pray for the miracles that are so desperately needed to get Ricky back home and mobile again.

Today, Ricky’s vitals remained stable. And the very doctor who once told me, “We can’t keep using our resources to keep him alive,” finally witnessed his foot move. Although she described the movement as spontaneous, she still had to document it in his progress notes now that he’s moving it. What she doesn’t realize is that when we say up, down, or twist, he actively follows our commands. I pray that I am present when she comes to truly understand this remarkable progress.

Don’t place limits on what God can do in your life or in the lives of your friends and family. Believe wholeheartedly in His power and ask Him with unwavering faith. Please continue to keep us in your prayers.