I don't think I talked to God more than I did when Allie was in a coma. My prayers weren't just quiet and they weren't religious.
I talked to God out loud - I'm sure I looked schizophrenic - while walking down the street or jogging through the park. I pleaded with Him demonstratively with sweeping hand motions. Sometimes I jumped up and down and yelled "PLEEEEEEEAZE!!"
I yelled at Him. I cussed.
I questioned why people thought He was wise.
I told Him how He should be running things. If I were running things, there sure wouldn't be a little baby lying in a bed with tubes in her mouth and nose and electric nodes taped to her head. I wouldn't be running things this way I told Him.
When I prayed, I warned people not to stand to close because there may be some inbound lightning. My prayers were not reverent.
I'm thankful that reverent, faith-filled and respectful people were praying, though. A lot of heavenly business was done on our behalf because you guys prayed.
The Charming and Beautiful Susan and I sipped coffee on our patio and spent time reflecting this past weekend. Some of the initial
predictions about how life was going to be for Allie were dismal. One doctor, the first neurologist I ever met, was
always extremely negative. When Allie was in a coma, he told me not
to expect her to ever emerge from the coma. When she did come out of the
coma, he told me to never expect that she would be much more than a
vegetable. As Allie showed more and more promise, he expressed,
reluctantly it seemed, surprise, but he told us to expect to have
serious behavioral issues. He made sure we knew that life was going to be extremely difficult for us. There was a cadre of social workers and lawyers at the time working against us as we tried to take custody of Allie. They wanted to take her from us and put her into a group home for severely handicapped kids. They didn't think we could handle it.
So I prayed some more using the prayer style outlined above. And as others prayed, Allie continued to improve, and people with authority became our advocates. Prayers were being answered on so many levels.
God has given us such an abundant life. We never thought we'd be able to just sit and enjoy coffee together, the Charming and Beautiful Susan and I, on a garden patio together, but God was pleased to see that it happen no matter how I prayed.