Friday, August 24, 2012

From first waking this morning and hearing Lydia say " Hi Mommy!", the song our friends sang last night has continued to echo in my mind and heart, so I thought I'd share it with you.
Stuart Townsend:  How Deep the Father's Love for Us.  This is the indescribable gift from 2 Cor 9:15.

How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

Today Lydia has been speaking and saying 5 syllable words - indescribable, and unimaginable - (those are the words she said - they about sum up how we are feeling about her rapid progress!)  When her Therapy Support worker who hadn't seen her since Sunday, was saying how amazed she was at Lydia's progress, she said "it's, it's" and searched for the right word.  Lydia completed the sentence for her by saying "unbelievable"! There are times she has the wrong answer to a question  or gives a confusing response or forgets what she was told two minutes earlier. We are told this is a normal part of the brain's recovery. She has demonstrated good recall of many pre-accident events.

 Lydia also spoke two words of French today - bicyclette, as she looked at a French lotto photo of bicycle, and ici, in response to the question where would you like it. (Here!)

Lydia went on her first outing today - to the physio clinic.  She worked hard in physio therapy, and tuckered herself out so completely, that when she was allowed to lay down to rest on the treatment table, she immediately closed her eyes, and did not move for several minutes!  This is remarkable because Lydia is almost always moving.  She needs to learn to rest.

We need rest too.  Our week has been filled to overflowing. We are grateful for the abundance of love and support that surround us.