Don't tell me He can't do it

Greetings!

It has been a while since my last update and for that I apologize. I selfishly wanted to focus on things I needed to do within to prepare for the spiritual warfare I knew I was about to enter into. 

Before I go too deep, for those of you less interested in that, I will simply say that I’ve physically continued to progress. A few hiccups here and there but overall I’m about 75% back to full health. With the understanding that 100% is unlikely and unexpected to ever be achieved. 

Your mentorship, friendship, positive energy, words of encouragement and support have been instrumental in my progress. As we know the mind is the most powerful thing we have and keeping it sturdy allowed my body to follow. 

For you, I am ever grateful. Thank you. 

And for those of you who want to learn of His miraculous work in my life, please continue reading.   

As noted several times throughout previous letters, recommitting my life to Christ has been a priority. Seeing my father, the strongest man and magician of life's obstacles transition into a weak and weary physical being struck a chord deep within. It was as I told a friend the other day, my bright light on the way to Damascus. 

I realized that LaMar Sims’ ability to thwart fear in the moments Jesus was calling his number had nothing to do with his physical strength, the size of his bank account, how beautiful his wife was, nor the number of beautiful grandchildren he had. It all came down to his personal relationship with Jesus Christ. 

After several weeks of back and forth to the hospital with heart issues, lung issues, and general fatigue, Dad was admitted into the hospital just before Thanksgiving. He lay captive there for 45 days incurring several procedures and literally flatlining a couple of times until the doctors concluded there was nothing else medically to be done and suggested hospice. 

He left the hospital on Jan 7th, my 41st birthday and at the time I didn't want to celebrate either occasion within the circumstances. But today, but today…let me tell you. Dad left the hospital under the presumption his condition would continue to deteriorate until his heart finally gave out. But don’t you know since being home, with his family, in the loving presence and continual fellowship of the people God surrounded him with, he has gained nearly 10lbs and is walking on own with little assistance and able to go down, and UP stairs.   

So, don’t you tell me He can’t do it! I should have known and feel a bit like Belshazzar because I know from my own experience He Can Do it! Duh, two brain surgeries and a kidney transplant later, I should be the last to doubt it. The greatest joy of my life has been fellowshipping and reading with Dad these past few weeks. 

I’ve become fully ingrained in Vous, a local to Miami yet international non-denominational Christian church. With several services to choose from on Sunday, countless bible studies and small groups to participate during the week and hundreds of accountability warriors it’s easy to stay filled with his spirit. I additionally volunteer with the prison ministry, encouraging and fellowshipping with inmates at Everglades Correctional Facility. 

I won’t go into any of their stories but it's simply more evidence He certainly can do it! 

Lastly, later this month will be a year since my kidney transplant and I aim to host a celebration of his Grace in its success and my recovery. Feb 26th in Miami. So if you want to join, just let me know and I will get you details. 

Thank you for caring, for reading this update, for your continued love and support and most importantly, for your prayers. 

Love. Always,

Aaron