About Every Day Miracles

If you know a child with Autism, or special needs I hope you find this blog helpful.  I've decided to write this because I have a passion for children who are unable to speak for themselves. I want to be a voice of answers in an area where there are many questions. I don't have a doctorate, but what I do have is a testimony and a life that has been changed forever by one quiet, mysterious, brilliant and sweet young boy. I also have a hope for my son and a vision for his future. 

That doesn't mean that I have all the answers. There are times when I grow weary by the task of caring for him and the rest of my family. There are times when I fall asleep and wake up with a list of cares concerning his needs. There are days when the gap between my hope for his future and the status quo seems so vast.

But there are moments when my little boy surprises me with a gift. His gifts to me are new things he’s never done before. Sometimes they are things I never thought that he would do. There are days when I see my prayers manifesting into reality and it fills me so full of joy that I am moved to tears. These are our Everyday Miracles. They are little steps that over time, lead to recovery.

I see that my little boy has affected so many lives.  He is a gift to me, a gift to his teachers and a gift to his peers. He is an example of the Glory of God.  Not because he has Autism, but because God’s Grace is causing him to overcome it. I’m writing this blog to share my faith and trust in God concerning my son and to document his transformation.

The Beginning of a Journey

Through the discovery that my son had Autism, I went searching for answers. I talked to therapists, doctors and teachers. I searched the internet, and read books, hoping that somewhere, I would find someone who could give me some hope for my child. I didn't find much encouragement.

In fact, I found the opposite; doctors and therapists couldn't offer me any promise of future, and some even discouraged me from thinking positively. I soon discovered that I needed to guard myself from other people's opinions. While doctor's may know a lot and mean well, they simply don't know everything. My hope is not rooted in medical research, advances or treatments. My hope is rooted in the ultimate healer.

I arrived at this conclusion because there is one thing that I know to be true; God is good.  God said in Jeremiah 29:11 says; for I know the thoughts that I think towards you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you hope and a future. My head started spinning the more that I dared to imagine a world where my son was completely whole.  What would it look like? How would it happen? How would we arrive there?

My first prayer for Andrew was a simple one. “God I don’t know what your will is just yet. But I believe you will show me. I pray for your very best for my little boy, and nothing less. I pray that you will give me wisdom and help me to be the best Mom I can be for him.” ...And so it began!

It didn't take long for me to discover that God's best is healing. I know that this is a bold and controversial thing to say. Even other Christians may disagree. My faith in healing is straight out of the bible, and I've seen it work.

If that's not reason enough to believe, let's think about the alternative: Accept the diagnosis as a life sentence rather than an obstacle to overcome.  Do this and you will find yourself without hope.

Proverbs 13:12 says "Hope deferred makes the heart grow sick, but when desire comes, it's a tree of life." Without hope, it's easy to take on a victim mentality, we become burdened and heavy. Our focus switches from being an effective parent, to just getting by day to day.

The one thing I will NEVER do is give up hope in Jesus to heal my son. I want to see my son through God's eyes.

In the days ahead, my future posts will be building off of these principles of faith. I will share scriptures, devotions, testimonies and welcome feedback. Will you join me?