Patrick’s Story

Update:

In September of 2008 I wrote the story below about Patrick my little brother. Those of you that have been keep ing up to date with the ministry have had the opportunity to read about the tragedy that happened to Patrick. To close the story I wrote, “Let patience be your guide little brother and I promise you someday God will give you wings.” On December 19th 2008 Patrick passed away do to unforeseen health problems. When I wrote his story I had no idea the close of his life was so close. If you haven’t read about Patrick please take a few minutes to learn about and meet him.


Patrick’s Original Story

Hi my name is Patrick, I am one of many thousands of God’s unseen children. I was in a car accident when I was nineteen and today I’m forty-two, and that’s how long I’ve been sitting in this chair. I was in a coma for ten months As I slowly came out of the coma, I was left with partial use of my left arm and two fingers on my left hand. I can see just fine and I consider that to be a blessing. I can hear too, but I can’t talk so I can’t tell you what I need. If you come close enough I can touch you with my finger, or maybe you can help me dry my tears. I try not to feel sorry for myself and cry, my mother does enough of that for me. I spend most of my days sitting outside in my wheelchair, watching the cars go by and the children play or reading my Bible. I have a hard time turning the pages when the wind blows. I asked my big brother one time, why do you think God let this happen to me? “He answer me and said,” I don’t know but what I do know, and really do believe, is that God is love. I know that’s hard for you to believe and easy for me to say because I’m not sitting in your chair.” My father passed away this year, and now my seventy six year old mother takes care of me all by herself. I sometimes wonder what is going to happen to me when shes gone. On the day of my accident I made the front page of the news paper in my home town, today I’m just another forgotten face locked behind closed doors.I don’t get to go out much, it’s hard for my mother to get me in and out of the car by herself. My big brother Daniel started a ministry called Children Without Faces and today he and his wife are coming to take me and our mom out to a car show. I’m really looking forward to that, it use’s to bother me going out in public having people stare at me like I am some kind of a freak, but today after twenty-three years of sitting in this chair, I’m just happy to go out and see the world. I thanked my brother for taking me to the car show, and he said, “Let patience be your guide little brother and I promise you someday God will give you wings.”