Thanks for Hope

The latter half of September was a no go for any other hunts. A tragedy struck on September 12 when a buddy of mine (along with three others on board) crashed his plane while taking off after a recent moose hunt. I got a phone call that Wes was pretty banged up and Liz and I made the hospital shortly before the doctors dumped a terrible verdict on everyone. A broken neck and immobile from the below the neck is not the sort of thing that happens to your close friends…it’s always random people in the news. Liz and I passed on her end of the season sheep hunt to spend that critical first week with everyone (friends and family) at the hospital. We figured the only regret we’d have had was not being there for them…that proved to be true. Thanks to miracles, doctor’s handiwork, and God’s amazing grace and inner workings, and doggoned determination by Wes, he is now in Colorado starting his rehab. It’s still looking like a long road to recovery and we’re hoping to be continually amazed at what God keeps doing with this situation. The lives He’s touched and changed through this has already been amazing. It’s been a wonderful thing to see folks come together and support Wes and his family and friends throughout this ordeal. It’s been a great example of the best in people, the love of God, and we were glad to have been able to give what little we could offer in being a blessing in whatever way we could.

Keep Wes Price, his wife Jocelyn, and baby Ty in your prayers as we’ll wait to see them in a few months time from now.

I’m reminded of this; To live without Jesus is to live without hope…and to live without hope – well, that’s no way to live.