Saturday, August 1, 2009

Crock Pot

Debbie is at the hospital and just called me and I wanted to pass this on...part of the thrashing around last night was Jacob banging his head on the bed. I knew he was messing with his head dressing because it had come off yesterday. There is concern still that he will hurt himself. The plan has moved from keeping Jacob at a threshold of pain to an even slower decrease over the next week (or two) of bringing him off the meds. So for those that have committed to this journey with us - "patience and long-suffering and joy" will be placed into a crock pot and placed on very low.

Placing Jacob in the mighty arms of God -
my faith has known no greater weakness
with this weak faith, I will trust Your more
when trust is lacking your still there
belief takes over with hope setting sail
Lord God my savior it is well with my soul
placing this burdern in the might arms of God

Love and peace

Tom (Dad)


Laura said...

I have wanted to express my thoughts about Jacob ever since his accident. I am a nursing student and happened to be working in the ER the night he arrived. I will never forget his beautiful blue eyes nor you, his family. When Jacob was being rolled to radiology, I heard you (Dad)say, "I was alright until I saw him." The tears in your eyes ripped at my heart. I have read this blog daily, and pray for Jacob and all of you several times a day. I have also asked a few key people in my life who really love God, to do the same. Your courage and vulnerability, and willingness to share what this tragedy has done to your lives, takes my breath away. As a "newbie" in the profession, I have taken from this event, a sense of reverence for those who are taking care of your son, as well, as the capacity for each of us to stand up to the most horrific challenges that could be thrown our way. This is God's work, no doubt about it.

Dr. Christensen, the ER doctor who first saw Jacob, was visibly shaken and moved to his core when he was making decisions and calls for the sake of Jacob. I have worked at Dominicna for almost 18 yrs. in a different capacity, so the ER was a new experience for me. Your family's tragedy will forever be with me as a reminder of strength, survival, and LOVE. Please be gentle with yourselves as each new turning point takes place, and keep the love flowing between you. You are an amazing family. May God hold you close, and may Jacob feel His loving arms around him always.

With Respect,

Laura Smith

Tom Kirkendall said...

wow. wow. thanks Laura

Megan said...

As I read this post I thought of a song that touched my heart.
It's Sailing On A Ship by Phil Whickham.

"A voice is on the wind
it calls me further in
I'm heading deeper into your heart
yur mark is on my chest
my sails filled with your breath
you guide me by the light of the stars

I'm sailing on a ship that's bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I'm sailing on to your golden shore

The skies go blue to gray
And I'm thrown from wave to wave
you still will hear these lungs singing hard
with every strom I face
I find a greater grace
that pulls me deeper into your heart

I'm sailing on a ship that's bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I'm sailing on to your golden shore

I'm sailing on a ship that's bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I'm sailing on
To where the water's running sweet and bright
the sun is rising in the eastern sky
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I'm sailing on to your golden shore
to your golden shore".

~Megan Kennedy

Anonymous said...

Here are the lyrics to a Mark Shultz song that I have prayed and sang as my own son faced an uncertain future. I am singing them for your son now.

I'm down on my knees again tonight
I'm hoping this prayer will turn out right
See there is a boy that needs Your help
I've done all that I can do myself
His mother is tired
I'm sure You can understand
Each night as he sleeps
She goes in to hold his hand
And she tries not to cry
As the tears fill her eyes

Can You hear me?
Am I getting through tonight?
Can You see him?
Can You make him feel all right?
If You can hear me
Let me take his place somehow
See, he's not just anyone
He's my son

Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep
I dream of the boy he'd like to be
I try to be strong and see him through
But God who he needs right now is You
Let him grow old
Live life without this fear
What would I be
Living without him here
He's so tired and he's scared
Let him know that You're there


Can You hear me?
Can You see him?
Please don't leave him
He's my son

Tom and family we are all praying and crying for your precious son, brother,
God Bless You.

Anonymous said...

I went to the beach today - not something I do often. Couldn't help thinking of Jacob. As I watched the waves rolling, pelicans diving, seals jumping, birds flying - such beauty. I understand why he loves it so. When leaving, I saw a poster with is picture on it. Reading these posts - I continue to "see" the day when he will return to the beach and once again relish is the beauty.


Johanna said...

You ARE an amazing family. Who knew that your lives would be continuing to touch my heart some 20+ years later...showing me "the most excellent way" Love....for God-for others. Through your struggles,trial,and deepest heart aches I also am being changed in my own, as I walk through/pray through this with you. Your testimony can't help but stir up hearts to His ways..By the power of your testimony...lives are being changed....for His glory....

Jacob, you and Debbie are on my heart all throughout my days. oh God...continue your miracles for Jacob. Continue releasing your power, your grace, your comfort, your hope, your peace, your strength in weakness, your love. For you , O Lord are loving, and you O Lord are strong.