More Clarity

Clarity. It is necessary for anyone to have in order to move forward. Congestion brings confusion, clarity brings progress. Tonight I have clarity. We are taking in each and every tiny victory and placing it on our shoulders for a march around the field! I have learned that my brother is no longer considered comatose. His response to invigorating tests have placed him into a different scale. Although he has yet to jump out of bed and kung-fu kick me in the chin, he is making progress. Still it is all about perception. Two days ago my brother had yet to open his eyes. Today he makes a crooked smile and has had his eyes open for hours. He is yet to be the man he was, but hope drives the man he will be. Doctors have indicated that he is at a Cognitive Level 2/3 in the coma stage. He is awake on and off during the day. He is making more movements than before. He is reacting to some things that he sees and hears. He is following some commands like, "Squeeze my hand". But it is going to be a long journey in which we are not thoroughly sure of the outcome. He now has a physical therapist and occupational therapist that will begin working with him and teaching his fiance and mother how to care for him. I'd like to think that we have moved from conversations about mortality to quality of life, but the doctors have not eliminated that thought. I'd be much more content if they did eliminate that thought, but I understand human error. But their information gives me clarity. As facts pour in and research is done, I see a God more marvelous than before working on a project far superior to any I've been witness to before. I like facts. They give me comfort and something to grip onto. Craziness happens when facts get messed up and things are no longer under our control. But I once heard that "He sends the foolish to shame the wise". So facts can validate something bigger than us. It messes up the wise! I love to know that Bradley is beating the odds. I love to know that Bradley has prayers being sent to him all over the world. I love that you are part of the story. I love that you are praying for him. Why? Because when we are wise, He shows up! I'd like to think that even when I have doubts and I start to buy into the brutal facts that I can still be proven wrong. I'd like to know that as I document this story and we witness it together we can measure my brother's progress by faith, not facts. Because each day given is a miracle! Facts indicate one direction, truth produces another. Facts tell us that his prognosis is poor. Things look bleak. The truth is that we don't know everything. While we would be more comfortable working to sell others to believe we know much, humility challenges me to believe I have much to learn. Why? I've seen marriages fixed that didn't deserve to be fixed. I've seen people on the brink of losing it all gain new life. I've seen relationships lost for years redeemed in a instant. I've seen people without dignity restored and pouring out dignity into others. I've seen people without a penny more satisfied than those with everything under the sun. How? Maybe you know and you've just had a hard time buying in. Maybe you are wise like me and it's just a bit too unpredictable to really call it what it is. But let me give you this... even doctors are calling my brother's progress a miracle. The wise being proven wrong. So tonight I have clarity. What about you?