My name is Joseph Corley. I am 32 years old. I am married to the greatest woman on the planet: Jessica Corley. I have three children: Ashlynn (8) Calli (5) Cannon (2), I am saved by the blood of Jesus Christ, and on June 6, 2010 I suffered a spinal cord injury to my C-5 C-6 vertebrates leaving me paralyzed from my shoulders down.
This is my story...
On one of the most beautiful weekends you could imagine in Panama City, Fl. our church youth group along with several other churches were enjoying the sun and fun at a youth retreat. We had planned activities to be followed by evening service every day, where I was the speaker. Friday and Saturday went flawless, services were amazing and everyone was having such a great time. Sunday was the final day of the trip, but the beginning of a journey I was not ready for. The day started out like the previous two: blue skies, sand, and waves.

While preparing for a relay race, one of the team building activities, I noticed the flags were red on the beach. Thinking nothing of it, and being a good swimmer, I proceeded with the event. The way it was setup was, a person would run into the water swim to a man standing out in the water tag and swim back. Several team members went going out and coming back. It was my turn to go. I looked at the other team who was so far ahead of us, knowing we didn't have a chance, I ran toward the water.
(that's me in the "Event Staff" shirt)
When my feet hit the water a wave deserving a red flag was approaching I dove toward the top of the wave to ride over it. That's when it happened; I was under water after the wave flipped me over driving my head into the sand. I was conscious but it had knocked the breath out me. I tried to stand up but couldn't. I tried to swim but couldn't. At that moment, I realized what had happened. I was paralyzed with no air left I began to pray my final prayer; "Lord if there is anything I've done wrong that I need forgiveness for I repent. Please take care of my family, Lord please!” Suddenly one of the youth workers lifted me up pulling me toward the beach. I immediately told them I broke my neck. I was lifeless and could hardly breathe. Immediately everyone crowded me and began to pray. Someone called 911 as if it were rehearsed. We began to wait for help and thousands of thoughts flooded my mind. I have unfinished work. I'm only 29. I'm too young to die. I'll never see my children again. How will my family support itself? All of these nightmares attacked me at once. I was terrified.
I remember the EMS arriving, I remember the ambulance ride to the hospital, I remember surgery prep, but anything after that was lost. When I came to full awareness of what had taken place it was Tuesday, and I was at UAB in Birmingham. I could not move anything. I had a breathing tube down my throat and the look on the doctors’ face told me enough. It was not good. I was right; my neck was broken at the C-5 and C-6 vertebrates. My spine had been injured and I am paralyzed. Bad news became worse news and my wife was told I would never walk again, I would never breathe on my own, and I had fluid on my lungs. The storm began, but God was not done with me. I slowly began to get better and better and better. I was in the ICU for three weeks. Then I was transferred to Spain Rehab, for the next two months, for therapy. I got some return with my arms and wrist. The trach was taken out and I was breathing freely on my own. Then came the next step, going home. Adjusting to life in a wheelchair was something I could not accept. Without use of my hands caused me to rely on my wife for every need I have. Bathing, eating, restroom, brushing my teeth, getting dressed, and all these simple tasks were now impossible feats without aid. I began to pray, "God I know you are bigger than this. I know this can't be it". I was reminded of the scripture where he tells us that he will never leave us nor forsake us, and I started holding onto that promise. Has it been easy? No! Have I had doubt? Yes! But God has not let us go one day without. He has made provision for us in every way. Our house needed remodeling to accommodate the wheelchair, we needed a van, we needed income because I was the breadwinner. All these needs were met through the hand and provision of God. Whether it was a fundraiser, a golf tournament, or selling t-shirts, He made the way!
It has been two years and three months since that horrible day and he is still providing, but I know He has more for me. I've been considering stem cell therapy in treatment for my injury for some time now but it is not offered in America. So, I looked into it and found several countries that offer this modern medicine. I contacted the Stem Cell Institute in Panama City, Panama and was impressed with their performance and care they offered. After contacting them I realized the cost was extreme but I still felt an overwhelming feeling to pursue it. Once again my friends and family jumped to the case and started fundraising for this need. The response has been great, more than I could imagine. I know with the grace of God and the help of those around me this next step toward the full recovery God has promised me will happen.