Last year I watched my second oldest brother go from a vibrant talented man to a shadow of his former self. Doctors did tests. The final diagnosis-a heart condition with no treatment. No chance of survival.
Last week, my brother returned to the doctor. They did more tests. This time his heart was fine. No sign of the issues that had my brother so weak he couldn't walk across a room.
I saw my brother on the stage playing his guitar, his voice once again strong enough to perform, singing God's praises.
I know this isn't specifically writing related but please join me as my family and I bow our heads and hearts in praise and adoration for Jesus Christ, Lord, Saviour, Healer!