Day 11 - Faith in God

Last night I tell my wife I want to go to church. I feel I need to pay my respects to God. So after breakfast we get dressed and off we go. We make it there. My wife wheels me in and we use elevator to get upstairs. I miss church. We faithfully attend most every Sunday. It feels good to be in the house of the Lord. The preacher asks how I doing from the pulpit, and I tell him "I'm making steady progress, thanks to the Lord". In his sermon the pastor preaches about having faith in God. "Put you faith in the Lord and he will sustain you," says the preacher. I'm not an overly-religious person. I don't blame God for my accident or ask God why it happened. Instead I thank him for my blessings. There are people in this world who are suffering more than me. I have faith in God and that he will help me get through this ordeal. On the way out after church I thank the preacher for coming by to say a prayer for me when I was in the hospital.