My favorite story of the time that I was in the hospital is as follows...
It was within the first two weeks of me being in the hospital and I was asked by my Dad if I needed anything else. Well, I moved my hands as closed together as I could (despite the fact that they were in restraints). Everyone tried to guess what I was trying to gesture. Somebody said that maybe I wanted to use a computer. Another jokingly said that maybe I wanted to play an insturment. Finally, my Dad asked if I wanted prayer. And I nodded my head yes.
The reason that it is my favorite story is that it shows that even though our bodies may be bound and limited, the Spirit that is within us is not. One way or another the Spirit will find a way to communicate the needs that we have to others as He does to our Heavenly Father.
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