“Davy was home. Finally. It was no longer a desire articulated, but a prayer fulfilled.”
“After we regained composure, we closed our front door and opened the new chapter in our great adventure. #davystrong”
Those words were written a year ago today. They were words marked by weariness and excitement. A weariness that had come from the emotional wear and tear of a five month long hospital stay. An excitement that emanated from a prayer fulfilled – to be home with our Davy girl.
I closed the door to our house with a eager heart to start “the new chapter in our great adventure”. It was unknown to me at the time how much of an adventure the next twelve months were going to be. Like every good adventure story, the narrative has been filled with stories of victory, loss, joy, pain, laughter, tears and all the mundane in between.
Today I’m so overwhelmed with such emotion that it’s challenging to articulate how I feel, yet there are two prevailing actions present: worship and thankfulness.
First off, all glory belongs to our Heavenly Father for Davy girl’s life. Yes, we had incredible doctors, nurses, medical staff and resources at our disposal, but all of the worship, praise and first fruits of our thanks goes to the One whose hand holds the breath of all mankind (Job 12:10). In him, we all live, move and have our being (Acts 17:28) and “from him and through him are all things.”(Rom. 11:36). Truly, to him be the glory forever for he alone is worthy of our worship.
Second, our precious Davy girl is alive and getting stronger every day. On August 3rd of 2014 I wasn’t sure how long I would be able to say that phrase. Now, our sweet girl is talking, crawling and as stubborn as her daddy. “Davystrong” is still a tagline, but it’s no longer used to describe her fight to live, but the embodiment of the life she is now living. Some of our friends from the NICU didn’t get to take their child home and I fight everyday to never take Davy’s life for granted. Being her daddy is one of the greatest joys of my life and I pray that one day she says the same thing about being my daughter.
Lastly, we are so grateful for all of you. “You” is being used here in the broadest way imaginable. “You” includes all of the doctors, nurses and medical staff that became family during our time at the hospital. “You” includes all of our family, friends and church community that rallied around us in our time of need.”You” includes all the anonymous readers who encouraged us from a far through prayer and sharing our story with your community. Thank you for all that you have done ranging from medical skills, donations, meals, breakfast tacos, much needed caffeine runs and, most importantly, intercessions to God on behalf of our sweet girl.
So again, thank “you” for all that you have done and join with me in worshipping God for the miracle of Davy Elizabeth Frazier’s life.