When Everything Breaks!


When Everything Breaks 2Broken dishwasher. Clogged toilets. Flat tire. Water leaks. Trouble with installations,  Leaky roof… Even the valve that you have to turn to stop the water in the house?  Broke.  Right after the dishwasher was installed and before the toilet was repaired…sigh… lots of trips to the store these days for parts (as well as for use of their flushing toilets!)

It’s been one thing after another.  It is so frustrating to have all these things break, and with money tight (isn’t it for everyone these days?) we don’t want to spend money on these sorts of things. It’s like flushing money down the toilet, so to speak…as if it would flush!

No, I’d much rather go on a LONG vacation where everything works.  But I probably wouldn’t appreciate that everything works if we weren’t in a season of  “everything breaks”.

With my not-taking-it-for-granted mindset at the moment, I know I would appreciate that things work as expected, or even that somebody else has to fix the problem…and pay for it, so much more than if everything was in working order at home.

And you know,  all these things being broken? Well, they’ve opened the door for the kids to help with “real” things…real problems. Big-people problems.

Sage has loved going with Daddy to Home Depot to buy missing parts with Daddy's gift card from Fathers Day.  He’s loved being an apprentice to these repairs…. He may just be 12, but he has studied for this job. His choice of reading materials when he was 6?

Sage & Home Depot Wiring










And Hope? Well, she actually offered to do the dishes one day. And she did them? What 12 year old does that? She did a good job too, everything was clean in the end, and spread out over The Entire Kitchen to dry!

Joy? Being 4, she is all about helping. The more offers she gets to help, the better.  “Mommy, is there something I can do to help?”

And I answer, "Of course dear, “Everyone is big enough, big enough to do something.” As Daniel Tiger would say. (Really, scripting is totally under-loved. It’s a fun way to communicate. We can all learn a few things from our ASD friends!)

When it comes to Stevie (now 10), well he wasn’t too interested in helping, besides just helping to provide the problems…such as playing in the bathroom and flushing yet-to-be-determined items down the toilet. Again.

I love seeing the “fam” work together to make the house run, especially considering all our special needs: Autism, Anxiety, Tourettes, ADHD, Selective Mutism, (shall I go on?).  It’s really pretty fun to watch, and to dream of what jobs they will be helping Daddy with an 5 years, or 10.  Will they help with car repairs? What about building a shed, or out-building of some sort.  Maybe even a treehouse for me Joy?

All things work for the good of those who God and are called according to His purpose.  Romans 8:28

Who knew even broken dishwashers and water leaks and clogged toilets were included in the “All things”?

Evidence of Intervention

Evidence of Intervention

On Friday I was able to meet a friend at the local coffee shop.  To even write that sentence sounds to me like a dream. It is a rare opportunity when you have children with special needs.

While sharing stories, my friend had a common refrain.  It was, "That was God. God was there."

Her son had some special needs that the school wasn't able to address appropriately at first. There was a lot of tension and hard meetings with the school.  But God placed people in her life (including a friend who was a special needs teacher!) that gave really good advice. Things like: document this, or have this evaluated again.   And that advice saved the day later on.

Hearing stories of the trails that God left behind is a great encouragement to us when we are in the midst of a mess. Proof of God's guidance and presence is often more clear, when looking back.

Right now, we can see God's intervention in the present as Stevie is in the specialty school for autism. (Read about that here)

But in other ways, we wonder how God is working in our situation.

Like Friday night when we discovered Stevie had stuffed the gas chamber of our only working car, full of crackers and gravel.

Or like this morning when he took his medicine and threw it on the floor instead of drinking it.

Thoughts bombard my mind, like:

"What are we going to do if the car doesn't work?"

"How will we be able to afford repairs?"

"How can we get him to understand the damage he has caused so he will stop doing these things?"

"If he won't cooperate with his medication, then what?!"

But we know that the rest of the story is not yet written.  Or maybe the rest of the story is just not yet made visible.

Either way, we have faith that one day we will tell these stories and add to them, "But God..." (Hebrews 11)

Even though we don't see God in these (sometimes minor) day-to-day problems, we know He is here.

We know that one day we will be able to look back and see the bread crumbs left behind that guided us along the right path.

We will see the evidence of His intervention, even if we have to wait until we can ask him face to face.  Until then, we know He is here, seen or not.

"Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see."(Hebrews 11:1)

May we end up strong in faith until the last day. May the story yet to be written include, "By faith Merri,....." and "By faith _____ (insert your name)..."

May our stories encourage each other to believe God, even when we can't see Him.

Coffee Time:

What is your story?  How has God revealed his work in your life?