In 2010 I met a boy in school who seemed like every other boy around. We shared a few brief conversations in passing a hug here and there but nothing special. We both left school and went our own way. In 2012 we reconnected via FB. We had many long conversations on the phone after FB. One day I called and I got no answer. I had this sinking feeling. I kept calling and his father finally answered. I was told that he had been shot twice. He was at the bus stop and two guys pulled up and robbed him and still shot him. I dropped my phone and cried my eyes out. Over the next year I couldn't do anything but remember how his voice sounded. I kept in contact with his family and kept up with his journey. Every surgery, and him being on the ventilator. I felt helpless. I remember the first day his aunt let him hear my voice :)! Long story short. He went thru 33 surgeries. He still has a bullet lodged in his spine. He dropped down to under 100lbs. He got so sick I was praying every second of the day. He was in the hospital for 14 months. But my God is good and brought him through this horrible ordeal! He has only been out of rehab for 6 months and he is already back at work and weighs over 160! I'm writing this because he is thankful that he went thru what he did. And because he is the most amazing person I know! I want everyone to know how faithful God is and for everyone to know his story. He could probably tell it better than me! This is just from my point of view. I hope you all give him the chance to tell it.