A Day of Rest and Surprises

Yesterday was the 50 year aniverary if my piano teacher's (Judy Buttles) participation in the music ministry at Kennewick Church of the Nazarene (she started when she was 9). It was also her 59th bday (all though I swear she couldn't be older then 40) so as a surprise, a lady at her church got some of her current and past students to present roses to her to honor her work at the church. Mrs. Buttles didn't know anything about it so she was very surprised. It was very cool :)
For those who don't know her story, here's a very short version. In 2005, she was driving and her car flipped compltely over. The pinky finger and thumb of her left hand were severed off and there was a large whole through her left wrist. She was taken to a hospital in Spokane, but the surgeon said the cound not even attach the fingers back on, let alone save her ability to move her fingers. Not accepting that answer, she went to a larger hospital in Seattle and the doctor said he would try to reattach her fingers, but said she probably wouldn't be able to move her fingers, or if she could, she qouldn't be able to move them independently. He said her piano days were over. She had surgery on her hand, and it went well. They fixed the hole in her wrist and reattached her fingers. While she was still in the hospital, she started hand thearapy. It was extremely painfu l for her and she could sometimes only just barely move the tips of her finger, though they all moved at the same time. She was extremely discouraged, but the thearapist said it was amazing that she could do what she was doing with her injured hand. She had excruciating pain in her hand/wrist that left her taking huge doses of pain killers. But one day, almost instantly the pain almost completely subsided and she was able to move her fingers much more then before. She was praising God through it all, and soon was starting to practice piano with her working fingers. In a few months, she had her last follow up appointment with the doctors. She brought a dvd woth her that she showed them. It was of her playing Bach, Mozart, and many other composers' music, with all of her fingers. The doctors were speachless, unable to fathom how she could do it. God had healed her hand, though it took a little while to get up to speed,the only word she could use to describe it was a miracle.
I'm honored to be taught by an amazing Christian women who's life has been used to reflect God's glory and goodness. I love you Mrs. Buttles! Thank you SOOO much for all you've done helping me to grow and use my musical talent and use it for God's glory!
I know I've probably made a disgrace of her story, but she had a published article in a music teachers magazine. I encourage you to read it. It's truly amazing. Here's a link to it (you have to scroll down a tad to get to it): http://www.thefreelibrary.com/My+journey+to+recovery.-a0218877014
Well, speaking of piano, I need to go practice!
Untill next time....