Thank God Tim's OK

I don't want to get into it in detail -- want to respect Tim's privacy. But he's going to be OK -- For a while I wasn't sure. I was scared. It was the kind of thing that makes me think -- think about how important I am to my family; what I mean to Katie and the kids; what she and the boys mean to me; what things would be like if Katie or I were gone.

I started praying God's help for Tim on Saturday night, and I must have talked to God more from then to now than I have in any other weekend that I can remember. I know Tim had an angel with him Saturday afternoon. No other way to explain it.

Tim -- it sounds crazy, but thank you for this opportunity. It makes me remember what is important in my life -- helps me recognize priorities that sometimes I put aside. I'm glad you're OK.