I used to do so much. Following in my family’s way, I used to love to do projects around the house: paint, wallpaper, use power tools to fix things or decorate. I’d been doing these things since I was a child. But then my life changed drastically. At age 52, with two grown children I suffered a major stroke. There were several consequences of this stroke, the reason for which has never been conclusively determined. I know it was God speaking to me. While in rehab I experienced the presence of the Holy Spirit who helped me through the many months of re-learning how to dress, shower and perform all the activities of daily living without the use of my left leg or arm. Luckily I am right handed. Jesse Lee then enfolded me in love. After three years, I could drive again, and a Sleep At Home ASP trip (October, 2006) to work on our Carriage House was just what the doctor ordered for me. I showed up thinking I could work on the painting team. They brought me newly glazed windows and put them on sawhorses so I painted away. Someone helped me up on a step to prime a window opening. I also helped in the kitchen, mixing up a batch of corn bread or arranging luncheon meat on a platter. I made some great friends that weekend and over ensuing weeks as we met to paint miles of trim, for the Carriage House and then for the Chapel. At our closing evening activity for the first weekend, I just had to tell everyone how I had been feeling that I couldn’t do very much, but that with everyone’s help, I now felt like I could do a whole lot. I might have only one hand to give, but I’d gladly give it for my church.