"I tell you," says Jesus, "though he [God] will not get up and give him the bread because he is his friend, yet because of the man's boldness he will get up and give him as much as he needs" (Luke 11:8).
Okay, let me be bold and persistent in my asking: please hear my prayer, Almighty God, and grant my son a full recovery in the coming school years, that he may function socially, spiritually, emotionally, intellectually, at high levels and learn to speak, and speak well.
But in my boldness, I also ask: If you are willing to heal, then why do you allow such a thing as autism in the first place?
Jesus answered, "It was neither that this man sinned, nor his parents; but it was in order that the works of God might be displayed in him" (John 9:3).
It is hard for me to understand your will, but please help me to accept it. Not my will, but Thine.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Had a meeting with the Special Needs coordinators at the local elementary school this morning. The results of their assessment of Logan showed "severely autistic" traits. It is hard to hear this again. But at least they know now the level of his need, and they can be gearing up for his arrival, possibly next fall. They can be looking for "para's" (para-professionals, or extra helpers) with more training in ABA and they can be aware of the intensive methods and therapies that work for him. Lord, help us train him up and do right by this boy who has so much potential locked away. Help us to help him learn how to learn!
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Jesus is in the neighborhood
"Jesus is in the neighborhood! Performing miracles and doing good." Today we were blessed by a little boy named Gary, 9 yrs old, who lives next door to my mom. As I pushed Logan past in the stroller, he ran along the fence, calling to his dad on the way, "Can I play with Logan?" The simple blessing of this boy reaching out to my son is beyond words.
He and Logan chased each other up and down the fort and slide; he'd try to tag Logan before he reached the top and then nudge him down the slide, then Logan would return the favor and give him the boot down, laughing all the while. I cheered them on and after Logan got his confidence up, he was nearly running up the ramp.
Then we three went out to feed the deer and look for Gary and his brother Micah's hideouts in the ravines and woods. We cleaned out litter like old beer cans and fast food trash tossed by drivers, and the whole way Logan climbed up the steep slopes, over fallen trees, and through brush and thorny bramble without hesitation. It was a great hike, and Gary kept talking to Logan during our whole visit.
When the girls came over, Gary pushed them in the swing and carried Elinor around and played so well with her that she cried when he had to leave. Gary, who had come over wearing flip-flops, told me he admired Logan's cool neon Nike shoes and that he was going to buy some like that with the Xmas money his mom would give him, adding that his parents were divorced.
During the afternoon, it also came out that Gary's B-B gun was broken, but I told him about a Daisy I have that's too small for me that he could use if his Dad approved. Thank you, Lord, for sending Gary to be our neighbor. It gave my son the chance to play like any boy among other boys. I only pray we can pass on that blessing.
He and Logan chased each other up and down the fort and slide; he'd try to tag Logan before he reached the top and then nudge him down the slide, then Logan would return the favor and give him the boot down, laughing all the while. I cheered them on and after Logan got his confidence up, he was nearly running up the ramp.
Then we three went out to feed the deer and look for Gary and his brother Micah's hideouts in the ravines and woods. We cleaned out litter like old beer cans and fast food trash tossed by drivers, and the whole way Logan climbed up the steep slopes, over fallen trees, and through brush and thorny bramble without hesitation. It was a great hike, and Gary kept talking to Logan during our whole visit.
When the girls came over, Gary pushed them in the swing and carried Elinor around and played so well with her that she cried when he had to leave. Gary, who had come over wearing flip-flops, told me he admired Logan's cool neon Nike shoes and that he was going to buy some like that with the Xmas money his mom would give him, adding that his parents were divorced.
During the afternoon, it also came out that Gary's B-B gun was broken, but I told him about a Daisy I have that's too small for me that he could use if his Dad approved. Thank you, Lord, for sending Gary to be our neighbor. It gave my son the chance to play like any boy among other boys. I only pray we can pass on that blessing.
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