Danny Wuerffel has offered a journal entry on his recovery from Guillain-Barre syndrome, detailing some demanding physical feats, along with both overtly religious moments and the kind of spiritual experience you won't find documented in any Biblical concordance:
I can get around the house pretty well and have started rehab. I'm doing some push-ups, knee bends (which is the medical term for wimpy squats without any weight), and have been able to ride the stationary bike a little (for all you folks who think now is the time to finally beat me at something, you better hurry up cause I'm coming back strong, baby! :) But in addition to getting stronger, I'm also learning a lot about strength.
And this morning at 5:45am, my teacher was a turtle. As he slowly walked across the yard, I wondered how long it would take for him to get to the bushes 10 feet away. But he stopped walking, stuck his head up and just sat still, like he was waiting for something. After about 30 minutes of watching a still turtle make no progress, I began a morning devotion.
Part of a pretty awesome read.