Jim made the drive to see Ben early this morning. The reports this week have been encouraging. Apparently Ben is only rarely using his wheelchair to move about the new recovery center. He is walking everywhere.....all day. That really makes me smile! I hate that wheelchair. With all the physical exertion, Ben is going to bed very early each night and sleeping well. The therapists and staff are working on behaviors and personal care as well as many other cognitive problems. What I love is how
Ben sounds when I speak with him on the phone. He said tonight, "Mom, I haven't talked to you in an long time." I told him that he hadn't called for several days. Ben replied, "I know, I have been very busy. I am in a new house with new counselors and different rules. I like it." He then turned to Jim and asked if he had sounded ok on the phone. The thoughts were clearly articulated. It was fun to listen to him.

I was reading Mark 25:23 today. It says, "Truly I tell you, whoever says to this mountain, Be lifted up and thrown into the sea! and does not doubt at all in his heart but believes that what he says will take place, it will be done for him." I felt God nudging me to make a list of my "mountains" today. Ben's traumatic brain injury is a huge "mountain". Finding the funds necessary to care for him is another "mountain". There are many more. The mountains are moving. I want them lifted up and throw into the sea. I want the freedom of that kind of faith. I appreciate all of your prayers. Prayer moves mountains.