It's late Thursday evening and I'm bone-weary. But I have a moment at the computer to catch my blog friends up on what's happening here. We are officially out of ICU!! Chris has a slight fracture at the base of his skull (which will heal itself and is nothing to worry about we're told), a broken thumb, a couple broken ribs, and a broken L4 vertebrae. It will take quite a while to recover. But he will. Fully. Or so we're told by the doctors and so we're believing. We have a lot of work ahead of us which we're thankful to be facing. I'm getting ready to clear my calendar of all traveling for quite a ways in the future. I know the places I'm scheduled to speak will understand. (A friend of mine started the process today by calling the wonderful folks at Ozark Christian College, and he said they couldn't have been more understanding.) This afternoon, we shared the sad news about the death of his friend with Chris. He cried and then we prayed a prayer of tears. Not long after that, he got out of bed for the first time since he was placed on a stretcher somewhere on I-20 Sunday afternoon. With his neck brace and his back brace, he slid into his wheelchair. Then we went for a private meeting of Los Tres Amigos -- the three 6th grade boys from Highland who have been at Cook's together. They were all in ICU together; and now they're in regular rooms near each other. I'd have loved to have heard that conversation. How can we ever begin to say thanks for all the prayers, cards, comments, etc.? The Burleson Church of Christ, which I think I know nothing about, has provided dinner for everyone the last couple nights. People from Highland have been unbelievable. Dr. Jim? What can I say? You cared for our children in Hendrick ER and then came over with us to watch over their broken bodies for two nights (or maybe three -- the days are running together) -- letting the Cook's people do their thing, but becoming our translator and encourager. You were minister, pastor, and physician. We -- I -- will never ever forget it. Our road ahead will be long. After the others are gone, we'll be here for a while. But eventually we'll be back at home -- to share the joy and grief of others.