This Sunday we had a special and rather unexpected blessing. I guess it was the depth of the blessing which was so unexpected. A church we do not even attend (the "parent" church to the church plant we attend), invited us to come to their church this past Sunday so they could pray for Mr. Boy and his upcoming surgery. They introduced us and prayed for us in both of their services, surrounding us with love and prayer. The best part was between services when many people came up to us and said it was such a blessing for them to finally meet Mr Boy, the little one whom they had been praying for, for so long. It was overwhelming to have so many precious people tell us they had already been praying for Mr Boy since before he was born and to finally see him was such a joy. They didn't know us and they had never met Mr Boy... but they were faithfully lifting us up in prayer all along. We were blow away all morning as we continued to meet such selfless, compassionate people and are so thankful to the First Baptist Church of Sioux Falls, for not only inviting us this past Sunday, but for praying for us for the past 2 years even when we were not there. They were not receiving "thanks" from us, or recognition, or even the joys and satisfaction of hearing the results of their prayers. No, they just prayed and we can't thank them enough!
2 Corinthians 1:10-12 New International Version (NIV)
On Him we have set our hope that He will continue to deliver us,11 as you help us by your prayers. Then many will give thanks on our behalf for the gracious favor granted us in answer to the prayers of many.
One of the things Mr Boy was born with, was a club foot. Observe:
He went through a series of 6 casts right after birth and each one lasted one week, bending his foot into the right position. See Below:
It looked much better, but not perfect after the casts:
So then he had to wear the Ponseti Boots and brace for 3 months straight, 24/7 :
Since then and up until now, Mr Boy has worn the boots and brace every night of his life.
We were pretty excited when the Orthopedic Surgeon said he didn't have to wear them anymore!! The foot looks great and now that he walks all the time, there is no fear that Mr Boy's foot will turn back in. Hooray!
He went through 3 boot sizes (but I could only find 2 of them for the photo):
I saved some of the clean casts too because I'm silly and they are so cute:
Now they are just a memory... a keepsake in Mr Boy's ever-growing box of medical memorabilia.
I thought about putting them in a shadow box someday for Mr Boy to keep, but I can almost hear him now, "No thanks Mom, thats weird." :)