Last week my husband and I went to an autism support group meeting in the town we moved to a few months ago. Fourteen of us sat around a table, introducing ourselves and telling our stories. One of the moms couldn’t get through her story without crying. Her son had only been diagnosed two months…
Maybe you’ve seen some of the recent news stories I’ve read. The headlines look something like this: “Brent has autism, but he’s great at building furniture.” “Shelly has Down syndrome, but she made the cheerleading squad.” “Actor has cerebral palsy, but stars in TV show.” I love what these young people are accomplishing. What I…
Five years ago today we sat in child-sized chairs in a room that was part office, part exam room in an elementary school and heard “We believe your son has autism.” I sighed with relief and sat up straighter in my tiny chair, ready to hear the plan. Lee tensed up and teared up. That first…
Lee’s boss has season tickets to the Houston Astros’ baseball games. He had offered them to us twice and Lee said no both times. Last Friday Lee said yes, mainly because he didn’t want to offend his boss. My usual response to things like that is “no way.” I don’t like doing anything that feels…
If you rely on extra cups of coffee, under-eye concealer, and containers of take-out to get through the day, it’s time for better self-care. “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing” (John 15:5)….
The future missionaries we went to seminary with had a unique quality: they felt a calling to a people group or to a specific place. Before they left the states, they studied the language and got to know the customs of the people they were going to live among. They made strategic plans to be at…