Let us begin with yesterday. Yesterday the Roscoe we all know shown through the pain and the injury. He had a lot of visitors and friends come by with hellos and calories. It was difficult saying goodbye to his brother Drew, but there were a lot of people coming through, I think it kept his mind active. Everyday, especially yesterday we see progress, whether joking around and wanting to play cards, to the inflection in his voice, to sitting in a chair for longer than the physical therapist told him, to eating a Naked Qdoba burrito, etc. Ross was subtly looking more and more like his self.
Today, however, is not a day of regression--there is progress, but it is a day of pain. Ross is really struggling today with the totality of pain, literally from his knee to his head. Please even now as your reading this line, lift up your eyes to the hills and pray for the mercy of the Lord. Ross is a tough person and has a very high pain threshold, but eventually that threshold is tested. As he really began struggling, we just sat and sang in his heartsong. We sang, You Said, and King Eternal. In pain and suffering and in persecution, we worship in our heartsong. The setlist is not questioned, the worship leader is not criticized for his voice, the simple guitar not accented by a djembe or bass or violin is not needed. The Lord in His grace gives His Spirit and brings peace and hope that surpasses all understanding in his gift baskets.