One day more...

So, they wanted to do a treachiotomy (I have no idea how to spell that), but now the doctor has seen some progress so she wants to wait and see if maybe in the next couple days he can breath completely on his own and keep the fluid out of his lungs on his own. This is a good development. It's no picking up his mat and standing up, but I guess God didn't put that in his plans. Visions of healing have been experienced, but not just my dad, but for healing of relationships, churches, all over the world; it has already began. I believe my dad knew about this long ago, and I believe he told God that he would do it...his obedience is amazing. God please heal my dad...