Will’s life teaches me about my limitedness, God’s limitlessness, and the power of prayer. We wanted to be there - crying tears, bearing burdens, waiting room sitting, hug giving, but we couldn’t, so we prayed. In my own selfishness that didn’t seem like enough. But God taught me and patiently reminded me. There’s nothing in the world like being faithfully on your knees for your friends. Will reminds me of the power in praying bold prayers and that God truly is greater than me in any of my efforts. Will rooted more faithfulness in me. We would pray and ask God for miracles, for specific things. We prayed with anticipation and we knew it would love return void no matter what the answer would be. We truly felt the Lord’s power and his closeness as we can to him in prayer.
Will’s life teaches me that every life is truly a miracle. You hear it all the time when babies as born- “what a miracle,” but I don’t think we truly believe it sometimes. Instead, unconsciously, we assume that our pregnancies will result in a healthy baby and my babies will result in healthy kids, and so on. I dare say I can feel almost entitled to it, but it’s the furthest thing from the truth. Life is miraculous, and it is not guaranteed as simple as that sounds. We should daily be in awe with thanksgiving. I remember not being that far away from delivering Wyatt and feeling so many conflicting emotions - grief, joy, fear, anticipation, etc. We live in a constant state where all of those can exist at once, but we have a God who is the author of life. We gives and he takes away, but he promises to be the comforter.
Will’s life teaches me about the GIFT of motherhood. The calling isn’t to be taken lightly.
I love watching Will’s life redirect y’all’s purpose, mission, focus. He’s ignited passion in you Court that I love watching it from afar. He’s rooted you guys even further in Christ. Even your gift of writing - I would have never gotten to see that beautiful gift to come life. I’m thankful that Will’s life has brought more beauty to the world in your writing. Will’s life is synonymous with strength. And I also see that in his mama. I’m reminded of the strength of a mother when she’s rooted and pressing in to Christ.
Will’s life reminds me to look outside my life and remember those around me. When I’m celebrating milestones, holidays, and first days of fill in the blank, I should remember those who grieve and be quick with my words and actions to love them.
As a nurse, Will’s life reminds me of who all I am really taking care of when I step into my patient’s room and to do so with patience, care, understanding, tenderness, and bold faith.