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Praise the Lord, again!

He opened his eyes! Both eyes were opened on command today, though just for a second. We have really been waiting for this step.

Tomorrow they will take off his intracranial pressure monitor, and they want the family to begin speaking to him more. To date, the doctors have wanted the family to stay quiet to keep the pressure in his brain down.

Another tidbit about AAR; they are paying to put Lacey’s mom up in The Manor House, a low-cost boarding option on the hospital grounds!

Woo-hoo! Keep praying – we know that God is working.

Luke and Lacey

Quick Dad Liabenow Update

Dad Liabenow is still in a comatose state, though the doctors have been trying to wake him periodically, and even left the sedatives off today for most of the day. He is moving his arms and legs around, but still cannot obey voice commands (he did try to open one eye when asked to, but was unable to – this is a big improvement over the last couple of days).


  1. Pray that he will come out of his coma, and begin the long process of rehabilitation
  2. Pray that his aspiratory pneumonia would be controlled / eliminated by the antibiotics
  3. Pray that the family would remain strong / at peace
  4. Praise the Lord for his company, AAR, and his co-workers there (AAR is letting him use his sick days, then is paying the 20% of his salary that disability does not cover, and his co-workers are taking up a collection for him!)

That’s all for now…we are praying and hoping for good news soon. Thanks for your prayers and concern,

Luke and Lacey

A Beautiful, Heartbreaking Weekend

Emily’s wedding was absolutely gorgeous, and went SO well. She was a beautiful bride, and I had so much fun doing all the flowers and being a bridesmaid. I love my Rumley (and now Stauch) sisters!

We planned to return to GR after the wedding on Saturday so we could be at our church on Sunday. We were so exhausted when we got home around midnight and couldn’t wait to sleep in our own beds. But as soon as we opened the door, the phone rang. It was bad news.

This may be something that only deer hunters (or their children) can relate to, but my dad had been wanting to hunt from a certain spot on my grandparents’ property (across the street from my parents’ house). The only problem was that the trees there wouldn’t support a tree stand. So, on Saturday evening he and Karl (my brother-in-law) were working on setting a 35-foot telephone pole (in a hole in the ground), so he could mount a tree stand on that. My dad was on the tractor, and Karl was on the ground. Something happened, and the 300ish-pound telephone pole cracked in half and fell on my dad’s head. I am heartbroken that Karl had to experience that, but I praise God that Karl was there. He pulled my dad off the tractor and ran until he could get a signal on his cell phone to call 911.

My dad was taken to Mercy Hospital in Cadillac, and the ER doctor knew what needed to happen, but they didn’t have the equipment/facilities to do it. It was up in the air as to whether he’d even stay alive on the 20-minute helicopter flight from Cadillac to Traverse City. He did live, and they did immediate brain surgery because he had developed a massive hematoma (blood clot) that was pushing aside his brain and affecting his brain stem. Praise the Lord – the doctor pulled back his scalp and was able to just lift out a fragment of his skull and scoop out the hematoma, which was much quicker/easier than having to drill/cut to get in there.

Still, the phone calls we received told us to hurry up to Traverse City, because they didn’t think he’d make it. (Most patients with injuries this severe do not live, and if they do, it’s in a vegetative state.) So, we packed back up and left, thinking we’d be attending my dad’s funeral this week. It was devastating.

We were able to see him after we arrived at the hospital around 3:30am. He looks pretty bad. But this morning they did a CT scan, and were happy to find that he did not suffer a stroke like they feared. Also, his brain stem is back in place, his brain is working on getting back in place, and the swelling is going down. They tried to wake him, but he did not open his eyes (which is typical of head trauma patients). However, he did respond voluntarily to the doctors a little bit, which is incredibly promising.

It was so hard to be in the room and watch the doctor yell, “David, your family is here. David, open your eyes. Open your eyes, David.” And he didn’t. All I wanted in the world at that moment was for him to open his eyes, but he didn’t.

We are encouraged by his progress, and so blessed by the many people (family, friends, and people we don’t even know) who are praying for him. Praise the Lord for the progress we’ve seen. Please continue to keep him in your prayers, and pray for my mom and Karl (and the rest of us). I will be up in Manton/Traverse City this week, and Luke is coming back to GR. We’ll try to keep updating so you know how to pray.

Thank you!


Our cuties

Caleb is such a big boy! He’s sitting up in his crib, playing with his alphabet ball. We have a picture of Grace that’s very similar to this one, and look at her now! He’ll be all grown up before we know it!

Here he is, sitting up again, chewing on Grace’s rubber ducky. Did I mention that he’s teething? Oh, yeah, we can’t feel them yet, but we can see his two bottom front teeth getting ready to come out. Ouch!

Just because she’s pretty! Her 2nd birthday is two months from Thursday! Wow!

The countdown is on for Melissa, Karl, Kade, and Emma/Hailey (I’m not sure which name they’ve chosen for sure yet). The doctor will induce her on Tuesday, September 26 if she hasn’t gone into labor by then. And then I will have my first neice! How exciting!

Speaking of countdowns, only 4 days left until your first “sleepover,” Emily and Dan! SO excited for you!


What have I done?

We took a last-minute trip to Manton on Sunday night, to spend Labor Day with my family. It was a tiring trip with all the driving, but it was really good to see them. We had a great time! Thanks for the birthday gifts/cards and cake! Yum!

We went to the annual Harvest Festival parade in Manton. Alonna carried the banner for the AWANA float. It was fun to be there and see people I haven’t seen in ages. (Although, it’s a little weird to recognize someone and not be able to remember their name or why you should know them!) Anyway, I saw two of my friends from the past that I really haven’t seen in a while. One of them, Chris, still lives in the Cadillac area and has three kids. We used to ride the school bus together. He lived around the corner from my parents’ house. I think I lost track of him sometime around eighth or ninth grade.

Then Will. We went to school together for most of the thirteen years I was at Manton. He asked me to “go out with him” pretty much every three years (sixth, ninth, and twelfth grades). In spite of my “no” answers, we were still pretty good friends. Now he works down here in the GR area at a camp for disabled people. I think that’s a pretty cool job.

Anyway, today I was online, and I randomly found a whole bunch of people I went to high school with on myspace. (Myspace has the ugliest, weirdest bunch of web pages ever. They make my eyes twitch.) It made me sad. All of them talked about getting drunk and partying (except maybe one? not sure). None of them seemed to have the hope that comes from knowing Jesus.

And so I thought, what have I done, in the past, to either encourage them toward Jesus, or to push them away? I know in high school people viewed me as the holier-than-thou kind of person, because I wouldn’t drink and party, and I insisted on staying a virgin until marriage. (Which was the best choice ever!) I made mistakes, that’s for sure, but I still aimed to stay pure and keep my focus on walking a Christ-like walk. I don’t know if anyone ever appreciated that back then, or if they just resented me for it. I feel like I wasn’t able to really make relationships that changed people’s lives back then, though. Maybe I was too judgmental and not loving enough?

And, after so many years, what can I do now? I know prayer is powerful, and I can certainly pray for them. But is there more? It just makes me so sad to think that most of the people I grew up with will end up living aimless, purposeless lives. They don’t know the real purpose for living! I wish I could share it with them and make them understand. Living for the glory of God is infinitely better than living for our own glory. Maybe I’m finally really starting to understand the need for spreading the Gospel. I want to share this gift God’s given me!


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