At 42 Degrees

At 42 Degrees

Friday, February 5, 2016

Many Blessings,...

 As people of faith, my husband and I feel it very important to share our beliefs with our children, thru daily life as our faith is 24/7 not just one day a week,...thus we live our convictions which are easily condensed: Love God, Be Kind To Others,...we pray, we read the Bible, we attend Church and are as active in service as our unique lifestyle allows.

And we have faith that "All things work to the good" -- including Apraxia and Autism,...and at times that is a real leap of faith, but having faith is trusting when you don't know the outcome.

 One thing we know is that our youngest son is not a mistake and his condition is not the end of the world,...in fact to us,...it has been the beginning of a new universe,...because Isaac's experiences the world in a different manner, and he makes sure YOU do too,...and that includes faith.



And blessing flows,...often in the most unexpected ways,...like this diorama I found at the thrift store. It's in perfect condition,...a miracle onto itself, as it was probably slung onto the thrift store shelf, and it was only $10.00 another miracle, because I guarantee an object with this much detailing cost retail a LOT more than ten bucks. 

When I saw the diorama I was amazed, one that it hadn't already been snatched up, and two that it was available for us to purchase,...as explaining religious holidays to a child with Autism is a challenge. We had good luck with all the nativity scenes at Christmas, which spoke to Isaac in a concrete form more so than just a picture in a book, or a song, or a story,...as listening is still a skill Isaac is working on. 

But this diorama,...immediately caught Isaac's attention, and he was fascinated as I explained (in terms he'd understand) the Easter Story,...and as always with children and their faith,...Isaac was precious, he kept saying, "I find Jesus." and of the cross, "....oh, it so heavy" -- and finally on his little own,..."Thank you Jesus." 

Such a blessing. 

And blessing are needed,...Apraxia and Autism can and do make life challenging. Like today,...we're all a little bleary eyed as Isaac had a rough night. Why? My little one can't tell me,...he just needed Mama,..."Hold," says Isaac and Mama holds and soothes and comforts,...and prays while she cuddles her sleeping little one.  


Life with Autism is at a different perspective. 


Often times,...NOTHING makes sense,
that's when we count our blessings.

Perhaps Isaac has trouble listening to a Bible Story,...but he knows how to pray.
"Dear God,...thank you food, AMEN!"

Short and sweet and to the point!!!

Every night Isaac prays for everyone he loves,
and even remembers yet - the three dogs - who washed out of our home.
(two were bait and switch - the adoption agency said boxers, the medical records said pit bulls,
and Oreo, dear Oreo kept digging under the fences,...now he's happily in the country with family friends where he can dig to his heart's delight and not be in danger of traffic)
Yet Isaac ends each nite-nite prayers, "... and tank you for Oreo, and Oreo, and Oreo."

Our little guy is compassionate,...if someone is hurt he is the first to run for a bandaid to "fix-it."
"Don't you cry," says Isaac when he sees Mama or anyone in tears. 
"Don't Worry," says my little one, who doesn't even know what worry means, or at least it hard to think Isaac does,...but whenever Isaacs says this phrases it is always very appropriate. 

"I KNOW," says Isaac with a little finger raise in the air when he has a great idea, which unfortunately he can't express, but he'll start in working on a game or a project and get you to join in because to Isaac FUN must be shared!!!!

No one of the face to the earth has EVER enjoyed the alphabet more than Isaac,...each time he recites it is sheer JOY,...with laughter and glee and dancing. 

Never is Isaac half-hearted,...if you get Isaac,...you get ALL of his enthusiasm and JOY,...of course on the flip side when things go south,...the Drama King can be rather dramatic,...slinging himself face down on the bed,...sobbing at the top of his voice, and peering over his shoulder every few seconds to see how you are taking his abject misery,...and as Mama always takes these episodes with a deadpan expression,...they usually last only a moment or two,...drama with out an audience is borrrrrring!!!!

But Isaac is NEVER boring. 

And perhaps the greatest blessing is that Isaac is the ONLY person not concerned with his condition.
 He is as he is and that's all there is to it. 
Get over it, and let's have fun!
After all, Isaac accepts us - the way we are,...no questions asked. 


Until I post again,...may God bless and keep you!












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