The Modern Day MIRACLES of PRAYERS

Sorry I have not posted before now. I did find an internet connection yesterday but only really had a chance to lurk a little. Everytime I would try to write a post--words would fail me--so I decided to give it a little time.

The surgery was a success!! It was over in a little under an hour. We got to be with her during post op which I really liked. Then they moved us up to her room. She had a room all to herself--which was beyond l.ovely. They wanted her to pee in a bed pan but Kelly wanted nothing to do with that. So less than 3 hours after surgery--she was up (with someone on either side) and weight bearing and using a toilet, thank you very much!

All of my children are very determined beings. They have been from the start. Most days I call it headstrong and stubborn and wish that they would just once listen to me and take my advice! I ask Heavenly Father, "What is with these obstinate, willful spirits??! And what in the world made you think I could raise them for you here in mortality??!!" I have seen the answer --and it fills me with humility and awe that I am allowed to share the journey with these "Warrior Spirits" that I call my children. As I have watched Kelly these past 2 days---Heavenly Father has allowed the veil to be lifted, just a little, and I have seen the Warrior within--her body has seemed to be barely able to contain it--it has glowed and shimmered around her and I know. I know that she truly has been chosen to come forth at this time. When the world around us teeters on the brink of destruction of all we know to be good and true--Kelly will not be deterred from that which she has been put here to do. All those same qualities that, at times, caused me to want to pull ALL my hair out and bang my head against the wall--these are they that will carry her through. As I have watched the set of her jaw and the resolution in her eyes as she pushes herself a little more each time she gets up--it just has overwhelmed me in a way that I haven't yet experienced in this life.

It's like Heavenly Father had come to stand by me, with His arm around my shoulders, held out his Hand and said, "See, my impatient, fretful child--this is who I have sent to help to bring to pass the Second Coming of my Son--a soldier of great light and with a heart full of courage--this is why your days are sometimes spent in a battle of wills--Kelly will need all of that tenacity and conviction for what I will need her to do. Be at peace daughter--I love you both always."

I know my words fall short, but I wanted to thank all of you for your prayers in our behalf. Not only has Kelly's surgery and recovery been a miracle but I have had my own personal, little miracle. My earthly body struggles daily with clinical depression and a low level of bipolar. (I have a wonderful doctor and am taking lots of pretty colored pills that really helps) Some days are very dark. My spirit aches to find even a small bit of light. This whole thing has been like glorious water poured onto desert ground. I revert so easily to doubt and fear--I have been clinging to this small bit of heaven for as long as I can. Thank-you for being the angels that I needed--for the prayers uttered in our behalf that have brought the powers of heaven down to earth for this brief moment and time.

So--back to the medical stuff. The doctor was able to remove all of the mass and bone. He said it did not look cancerous to him but they sent it off to pathology anyways. He said he hadn't ever seen anything like it before. The body had grown a bone around the mass but it was more like -- a part of the mass. They told us he was the best in the Northwest and we are now loyal fans. But I also know that his hands were guided Friday morning---to have gone in and laid open the hip and rummaged around in there---and Kelly able to put weight on it 3 hours after surgery was heaven caused. She really struggled with nausea the first day so she had to keep the IV in until she could keep food down so then she could take oral meds. By Saturday morning she kept her breakfast down and by lunch time they had disconnected the pump and she was taking oral meds. The physical therapist came in and worked with her on how to use the crutches and was amazed at her progress and signed off on her so all we had to do was wait for the Dr. He came in about 3--asked a few questions and said we could go home!! We were out of the hospital by 6! I had slept on the couch in the room the night before--I cannot tell you how fabulous it was to crawl into my own bed last night!

We took some fun pictures--so I will write another post with pictures and stuff later but just wanted to update everyone. I wanted this post to testify about the certainty that I have that miracles still happen--we just need to be watching and hoping. That the Saviour and the miracle of His atonement--belongs to us all and that there are"angels among us". Thank you all--------

I don't know why my posts are always so long--I guess I am just a wordy person--some people might use the term babble I suppose. Sorry about that.............