06-11-2014, 04:32 AM
Today Submoa and I were on UL with a boat full of children who are terminally ill. Thank you Robbie for your help and support! Without good men like you we could not accomplish our mission.
These are my thoughts of the day.
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[font "Calibri"]Each day on the big lake is different, often filled with intense emotion. I have wept with valiant warriors as they share their experiences of battle, telling of their brothers in battle dying in their arms and listening to distraught mothers tell of the insidious disease or accident that put their beautiful children in a wheelchair forever.[/font]
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[font "Calibri"]Sunday my boat was filled with warriors and today, terminally ill children. A phone call from a mother told me her son wanted to fish with me on the only boat around that can accommodate wheelchairs. The date was set and before it came, two more children were invited. One little effervescent boy was born will a half of a heart. Open heart surgeries left a huge scar that ran the length of his torso. Today he awaits a donor heart to keep him alive. The other two were a little older, young teenagers, chairbound as MD destroys their muscles leaving them unable to walk or function. As is generally the case, their parents, siblings and grandparents were along to share with them this experience.[/font]
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[font "Calibri"]The water was flat and the winds calm as the boat left the harbor in search for fish. The children had never been aboard a boat and I sensed some fear, but as time passed they calmed and begin to enjoy the experience. Fishing was slow as we moved for spot to spot, but before the day was gone they had all caught fish and their
s burnt away the sorrow that filled me as I contemplated their plight and their future. How a parent endures the torture that must fill their every waking moment knowing that soon they will lose their beautiful children evades me. This horrible disease that takes so many of our children has no cure, only hope and very little of that. Today they are with me and I will move the earth to insure that they will have a memory, these families, that will stay with them when the children are gone. [/font]
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[font "Calibri"]These things we do are a gift that God has given us and when we share these gifts it fills us with joy and our lives are richer. This steels us with determination to continue as long as we can and gives us purpose that cannot be described. I would have it no other way.[/font]
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These are my thoughts of the day.
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[font "Calibri"]Each day on the big lake is different, often filled with intense emotion. I have wept with valiant warriors as they share their experiences of battle, telling of their brothers in battle dying in their arms and listening to distraught mothers tell of the insidious disease or accident that put their beautiful children in a wheelchair forever.[/font]
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[font "Calibri"]Sunday my boat was filled with warriors and today, terminally ill children. A phone call from a mother told me her son wanted to fish with me on the only boat around that can accommodate wheelchairs. The date was set and before it came, two more children were invited. One little effervescent boy was born will a half of a heart. Open heart surgeries left a huge scar that ran the length of his torso. Today he awaits a donor heart to keep him alive. The other two were a little older, young teenagers, chairbound as MD destroys their muscles leaving them unable to walk or function. As is generally the case, their parents, siblings and grandparents were along to share with them this experience.[/font]
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[font "Calibri"]The water was flat and the winds calm as the boat left the harbor in search for fish. The children had never been aboard a boat and I sensed some fear, but as time passed they calmed and begin to enjoy the experience. Fishing was slow as we moved for spot to spot, but before the day was gone they had all caught fish and their
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[font "Calibri"]These things we do are a gift that God has given us and when we share these gifts it fills us with joy and our lives are richer. This steels us with determination to continue as long as we can and gives us purpose that cannot be described. I would have it no other way.[/font]
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