“Okay open your eyes,” said the calm, but firm voice.
Leon raised his eyelids, and the blurry image of a man formed in front of him. He cried out as the face of the man, who had startling blue eyes, smiled at him with such radiance.
“Now Leon stand up,” commanded the smiling stranger.
“I can’t, I’ve got SB!”
“Stand up!”
Then the kid, who had been in a wheelchair all his short life, began shakily to put his weight on his legs and rise. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he took his first steps with one arm around the man, who then guided him to the handrail which ran along the corridor.
“Right,” said the stranger who pushed the wheelchair away and started to leave.
“Wait!” Leon shouted. “How can I thank you?”
Joshua Collins turned and smiled, then said, “by loving God and others.”
A carer who had been on a break, appeared and rushed to help Leon back into his wheelchair.
“No Ivy, don’t! I can walk!”
“What?”
“I can walk and see,” he said wiping the tears away from his eyes.
“How’s all this possible?”
“I’ll tell you how it's possible Ivy: through Jesus!”
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