Justin is hard at work today in our little classroom. We will see how long this lasts.

Justin also had his first session of physical therapy this morning. Recalling our disastrous attempts back in March, I was all silent prayers and cheeseburger rewards. The difference in how Justin is feeling since then was so evident as he willingly and even happily cooperated with the therapist to perform leg strengthening and balancing exercises.

Justin’s therapist asked him how he was feeling after a set of foot stretching exercises. He said, “well it’s not all chaos.” She looked puzzled, but I knew exactly what he meant. He was simply just too sick and too traumatized for physical therapy six months ago.

Although I don’t know the reason, I do know that God is teaching Justin how to persevere.

Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him. James 1:12

After therapy, I complimented Justin.

“It’s all God, mom.”

That’s right, baby, that’s right. Let’s get the cheeseburger.