He Just KNOWS Things…

He Just KNOWS Things

When I asked Stevie if he is excited to go to his new school, he squeaked a, “YAAAAHHHH!” with a giddy giggle to go along with it.  I have never seen him that excited. And I have never seen him excited to go to school. Ever.

I believe God prepares our kids for things that are coming. Sometimes, they just have no way to know of a change but they do know…

A few years ago, we found ourselves in need of another church. We did a lot of calling and emailing the church we were thinking of attending because when you have 2 with special needs, you can’t really go church-surfing to find the right one. So we did as much as we could ahead of time. And when we decided on the one, that is where we went.

On our first visit, we accidentally drove past the church, which was in a warehouse set back a bit from the road.  As soon as we passed it, Stevie started to cry.  We turned around and drove down the side street beside the church where we could park.  As soon as we made that turn,  he started clapping and said, “Yahooooo!”! It was like he KNEW this was where we were going.  He was only 2 years old. How could he know?

Not only did that happen, but we dropped the three children off in their Sunday School rooms with zero problems.  They all stayed happily until we picked them up. It was the first time that we got to sit through a full service without a child!  The kids asked to go back, and we have been at that church ever since (it’s been about 8 years!)

And now, we are sending him to a new school. And he is excited.

And I have to wonder, Does he know?

Has God, in all his mercy and wisdom, been preparing him as he sleeps at night?

Has he had dreams about it?

Has God somehow told him what is happening and that it is good?

This week we had a tour of the new school to show Stevie what it looks like.  He walked into the building and up to the receptionist like he knew just what to do. Stevie reached his hand into the reception window like he was going to grab something.

He took her hand, shook it, and in a deep voice said, “Hello, nice to meet you!”.

What a great start. And today, the first day of school, he smiled big as he left for the bus!

Here are a few pictures of his happy self:

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Coffee Time:

How has God prepared or spoken to your children? I'd love to here from you!

How We Become Rich When We Are Poor In Spirit

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Parents who've experienced having a child diagnosed with a disability are amongst those most capable of understanding what it means to be poor in spirit.

Not much else will make you stop in your tracks to re-evaluate your outlook on life and your future more than this. Because often, your child is the dream of your life come true. And dreams you never knew you were dreaming are crushed when typical milestones "every child goes through" are skipped over or missed. 

You wonder what this means. You worry about the future.

And you feel completely void inside. You loose the meaning of life that you held as you come to grips with the diagnosis, and learn how to move on to live in your new normal. And most importantly, you learn how to reconcile this unexpected life-changing difficulty, with God.

Is He still good?
Did He make a mistake?
Does He even see me?
Does He know what He's done to me?
Does He understand what this means for our family? For my child?

We feel completely alone and spiritually bankrupt: we are poor in spirit.

"Blessed are the Poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven." Matthew 5:3  The Message put it this way, " You're blessed when you're at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule." 

When we are poor in spirit through any tragedy, we are empty, lost in the echo of our cavernous self. An empty hole of darkness threatens to consume us.

And in this place, we can cling to God, or we can cling to something or someone else. But we do cling. We can't survive in that dark abyss for long.

When I first learned of my son's diagnosis and I shared it with my friend, the first words out of her mouth as she took in what I was saying were, "God is holy. He doesn't make mistakes". Those words reached through my pain and grabbed me. I clung to them then and I still do now.

If God allowed this autism on purpose, then He has a plan, a good plan for me, my family and my son. Whenever I find myself falling back into the pit of fear, those words echo in my ears, "God is holy, he doesn't make mistakes. God is good, and his plan is wild beyond imagination."

And from clinging to this, Treasures in the Dust was born. It's being raised up to share comfort and encourage others who are up late at night, despairing over their new diagnosis. 

When we choose to cling to God, He engages with us. He blesses us. He fills us up with joy and peace.

We spend time with Him through his Word and prayer, and He teaches us His promises.

*We know He has a purpose for us, for our kids and family, because He told us so.  

*We know there is a hope and a future for us, because he whispers it into our ears so intimately.  

*We know more than our neighbor who has "the perfect life".

*We know more than our friends who have the "perfect children".

We know, because we were brought to the point where the rope ends, and found Jesus there, arms outstretched. He's waiting to carry us back up, but not to the same place. No, He brings us up to a new spacious place. One that perceives things through His eyes, because He is there showing us how to see. And Jesus becomes our treasure because He now means more to us than we could ever imagine.

He has saved us.

We are blessed!

Had the diagnosis not happened, the tragedy not occurred, we would not have realized how deeply we need Jesus.

We would not know that the life we were living before, was nothing compared to the life Jesus has brought us to.

We would not know God the way we do now.

We are richly blessed: because of the depths of our hurt, we experience an incomparable comfort from God that is powerful to shift our view on life, and leaves us capable to comfort others and bring them this same Hope.  

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God." 2 Corinthians 1:3-4