On the nursery wall directly across from where I sit to feed Nathan hangs this verse: “I knew you before I formed you in your mother’s womb. Before you were born I set you apart.” – Jeremiah 1:5 This framed verse was a shower gift from a sweet friend. It’s beautiful. I love looking at…

My husband sang on the worship team so I sat alone during church services. Sometimes I came late, sat near the back, and cried through one or two hymns. My teenage daughter with autism was struggling with her faith and my other child missed church due to an undiagnosed illness. I was grieving their difficulties…

Don’t run from tests and hardships, brothers and sisters. As difficult as they are, you will ultimately find joy in them; if you embrace them, your faith will blossom under pressure and teach you true patience as you endure. And true patience brought on by endurance will equip you to complete the long journey and cross the finish line—mature, complete, and wanting…

Have often have you prayed for a miracle in the life of your child with special needs? Have you ever anguished with God for the next step of accomplishment for your child waiting for them to become the typical child? Have you begged teachers and aides to put your child in a “particular” class because…

When summer first comes it is a nice break from not having to have so much structure. Maybe you get to sleep in later, mabye you don’t have to make lunches, or maybe you don’t have to drive all over the place every day. Then a week passes by and you realize … we need…

“I can’t do this.” I said it myself over and over while the shower water rained down over me. “Please God, I just can’t do this.” When I finally shut up long enough to listen to God speak the first thing that came into my head was, But I can. Months of lack of sleep,…

When he was little, and the diagnosis was still new, our neurologist commended us for being ahead of the curve in seeking Noah’s Asperger’s Diagnosis. I remember being struck by the strangeness of that statement, that there was a “curve” relative to diagnoses. As if waiting for anything, when he was flapping, and refusing to…

Our family moved in January. Since the day we left the community we called home for 25 years, I’ve struggled to regain my equilibrium. I’ve finally pinpointed the malady causing this lack of balance and affectionately named it … Too Much New. Some of the new is time-consuming: New address notifications, new routes to new…

I always have to laugh at my duplicitous emotions. I crave the days when we don’t have to be up early, be pushed by the demands of each class test or assignment, and hit the hay early to assure adequate sleep. Yet, I feel my pulse rate increase as I contemplate summer vacation. The lack…

I remember the first time I grieved for myself (not for my child) after our daughter’s diagnosis with autism.  I was at a wedding watching the young bride walk down the aisle.  Her eyes shone with the promise of love and happiness—her future seemed bright and open with possibility.  As I stood there, the reality…