Thursday, November 21,2013, Steele was diagnosed with Spinal Muscular Atrophy. The Neurologist basically called us to go over his genetics test results with no appointment. If you want to know a sickening feeling, that was one. The wait felt like an eternity. Then he entered the room and told us the results, followed by the words that basically put Lindsay and I in shock for a couple of hours: "Your son will most likely be in a wheelchair all of his life." My heart sank, I looked at Lindsay, then I bear hugged Steele. The doctor went on to say that out of the possible 4 types, Steele had the best possible type. My mind began to race thinking of ALL the things I wanted to do with my son when he grew up. Play football with him.. Baseball... Basketball... SPORTS in general. Watch him play those sports too. Then the Doctor woke me up asking if I had any questions. Number 1 could this be a wrong diagnosis. His answer: "Highly Unlikely". Lindsay asked, "Is he in pain?" The Doctor said, "No.". I tried to keep my composure for Lindsay... and Steele. My mom was in the waiting room when we came around the corner. She had to have known by the looks on our faces. She was informed. She was composed and very strong. We put Steele in the car and I went to my truck. I lost it. I wept and cried out to God. Then I called my Dad and told him "outside of a miracle... they say Steele will NEVER WALK". He told me, "Then that is what we will pray for. A miracle!" Lindsay, Steele, and my mom were in front of me on the way home. I called family to let them know what was going on, barely being able to get the words out of my mouth. I asked God many things. I asked him why Steele. Why not me. Just let me take his place. I'll take this burden. LET ME HAVE IT. NOT HIM. I know Lindsay thought the same thing. THEN God gave me PEACE. He told me to go home and play baseball, play golf, and play football with Steele. See, Steele already does all of that. He sits on the floor with Lindsay and I, throws the ball to us, hits it with his bat or golf club, and does all the things I aspired to do in the future. God said, "He does it NOW! Don't worry about the future!". That is when I began praying for his healing, and I remembered what the doctor said, "MOST LIKELY!" God is already at work! The next couple of hours turned into the next day. God worked on us. Although neither of us got any form of sleep, and if we did drift off, we woke up thinking it was just a dream, no a nightmare. With God at work, the next morning we woke up both having the attitude that we were going to fight this. Steele is to healthy, to strong, and GOD WILL DELIVER HIM!
Now you are where we were..
This is where we are...
We have an appointment at Shriners Hospital for Children on Tuesday.
Countless people have joined in with us in this fight. We have an army of soldiers praying. We want to thank God first for giving us peace. Thank you to both of our families for the love and support they have shown. We would also like to thank not only our friends that have been amazing, but just people out there that don't even know us personally. God is so Great. and He will do a Great Miracle with Steele.
I saw a sign today that read:
FAITH is not believing what God can do, it is believing what He IS DOING! HE WILL!
So Believe with us.
Thank you again for all the Prayers and support. We love you all. Steele will be Strong! God made him that way!
6 Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. 7 Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.