Holy Spirit is showing me anything is possible when I walk with Him.

Hello world. The following was written 2/1/2015.

In 2004 I found myself in a living nightmare. I had wrecked my motorcycle breaking the left side of my body. I broke my left arm and leg. I spent two weeks in the hospital and around eight months at home bedridden. I then spent about a year and a half in an electric wheelchair. When I was laying in bed unable to move, wondering what it is I am supposed to do, to weak to open my meds., even with the pain making me wish I was dead. Inch by inch and pound by pound my weight increased. I was dying a slow and painful death.

Each time I went to the doctor I was given another diagnosis and another pill. By the end of that first year I was swallowing more pills then food everyday. When I finally reached the end of my endurance six years had passed me by. Six years of painful unending misery. I was 275 lbs. standing at 5' tall. I walked with a cane on my good days and a walker on the bad. Believing the doctors when they told me I would never walk unaided again.

Each day I used my hair as a veil. When I would sit there in the bathroom I would try to hide from my view the wretched scale. Each time I’d see it, I’d start to cringe. The mental torture becomes a no win battle. I reached the end there pretty hard. I either wanted to die or prove them wrong. I decided to prove them wrong.

As I sat there praying for release in the form of death from my own personal hell I was guided by…