I am learning to push myself up with one arm

I didn't want to do any crawling in the morning, I wanted to be up on my knees.

I was trying to be cute to keep from holding my head correctly.

My legs are stronger, can you see?

Still trying to talk Chrissy into letting me do what I wanted, it didn't work.

I like this walking stuff. I'm learning I can move my legs and actually go places.

The day is over. Yeah!

Today went as well as any Monday could go. Iliana really didn't want to hold her head correctly, she kept throwing it back. When she does this, it makes it a lot harder to sit and stand . She fought not to crawl again during the first half of therapy, but towards the end of the day she allowed Chrissy to help her crawl. Chrissy helps Iliana shift her weight from one leg to the other, and Iliana will move her leg forward. She is by no means crawling on her own, but she will get there with time. I was so excited to see that she would actually do this that it brought tears to my eyes.

This morning I woke up praying that God would really move in her body this week. My human desire is that she would give 110% each day this week. After seeing her not do that this morning, I had to fight my own flesh and yield to what it is that God wants to do in her. As her mom, especially knowing what she is capable of, it is very difficult to have absolutely no control over the situation. Iliana also began spitting up this morning, something that she hasn't done until today. I just watched her and would pray that she would be strengthened. There was a point today where I thought she might not even get in an entire 4 hours of therapy. As a believer, I was quickly reminded that we "wrestle not against flesh and blood but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places". I know that we were brought back here with a purpose and that it may get harder as the week goes on, and so I am asking that you please pray with us this week that Christ would be glorified in everything that happens throughout the remainder of this therapy and that all will be able to see God's hand and power in her life. That those who may not know Him would see a visible testimony of how real God is and that those who do may be strenghthened and encouraged in their own walk with Him. A song that has been in my head all day goes like this:

how great is our God,

sing with me how great is our God,

AND ALL WILL SEE HOW GREAT,

HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD!

This is my desire. Certainly, I would love nothing more than to see Iliana crawl or walk her way out of therapy this week, but above my own desires for her life, I'd rather see His perfect will complete in her this week.