Today we drove to Wangaratta Hospital and picked Andrew up. He's doing well. He can walk slowly and he managed to sit in the car while we drove for an hour back to Harrietville. Right now he is snoring (he never snores!)
As always, God heard and answered our prayers.
I'm amazed at the number of people who have offered us help.
Gratitude is a lovely thing. I'm sitting here smiling and satisfied, feeling that the world is a wonderful place.
[Now that Dad's back, the kids have gone crazy. Micah jumped up and down for half an hour. The other two kept poking each other. There was lots of noise. Peeling them off the ceiling and putting them into bed was not easy*. [*keep repeating to self 'You have received an anointing of ease...'] ]