RUMFORD, R.I. - Imagine the piercing fear: a nighttime phone call with these chilling words. Your son. An accident. ICU.
Now, ask yourself: What would carry you through?
Prayers?
Of course. But what gives prayers substance? The blessed commodities of faith and love, especially in tandem.
“Love is an action. I show love for my son,” Charlotte Quigley said. “But faith is an action, too. God wants you to do the footwork. Faith is not sitting on your rump.”
As she has for nearly every waking moment for four years, Charlotte Quigley is on her feet, leaning toward her son, Devon, seated in his motorized chair.