Saturday, April 16, 2011

Pray for Isaac!

Yesterday, we drove from New Albany, MS to Edmond, OK and it was a long day.  My 4 1/2 year old son, Isaac, had a severe tummy ache.  Something that we are all too familiar with.  

In June 2010 my son Isaac was diagnosed with Autism at the age of 3 1/2.  When he was 2 1/2, he began receiving speech therapy through early intervention.  When he started therapy, he didn't have many words.  It was normal for him to grab us by the finger, drag us to whatever it is he needed/wanted and cry with frustration because he didn't have the words to tell us what he wanted.  After beginning speech therapy, his language increased quickly and substantially.  After 2 years of therapy, he no longer needs it.  I cannot express how grateful I am that I can communicate with Isaac.

He has so many amazing skills and he is smart, so smart!  There are however, a few things that he has to work at more than most children.  For example: making eye contact doesn't come naturally for him.  We've been working with him since he was 2, and he has improved so much.  But we do still have to constantly remind him, "Isaac, I need your eyes..." is a sentence that can be heard multiple times a day in our house.  If you ask him, "What is your favorite ________?", he will likely have a hard time answering unless it is a question we've coached him on.  If he gets a new stuffed animal, and you ask him, "What are you going to name it?", he probably won't be able to answer.  Socially, he is somewhat awkward.  He simply doesn't pick up the social cues are completely natural for most of us.  But our biggest battle by far has been potty training.

At 4 1/2, he has recently bladder trained.  Praise the Lord!  Bowel movements on the other hand are a never ending battle.  It is common for autistic children to withhold BMs and potty training is undoubtedly difficult.  But with Isaac it is complicated further because in December 2010 he was diagnosed with something called Hypoganglionosis.  What is that, you ask?  Well, we are supposed to have ganglion cells in our large intestines and those cells are what cause the bowel to contract.  While Isaac does have these cells, he doesn't have as many as he should.  The result...severe, chronic constipation.  Combine that with the fact that he withholds BMs (for weeks at a time) and welcome to our nightmare!  

Surgery is something that we discussed with the Pediatric surgeon when Isaac was diagnosed, but we decided to hold off.  We want to see if he adapts and learns to overcome the handicap of having less cells as he grows.  You have to understand that it's not a decision we made lightly.  The surgery is not exactly simple.  He would probably have to have a colostomy bag for quite awhile, then eventually they would do another surgery to resection his bowel.  We are not opposed to it, but if there is any chance that he can learn to have bowel movements without going through a serious surgical procedure, we would certainly prefer that.  But alas, it is more than a year later now and we have seen no improvement. 

So, yesterday I took this video before we started our road trip...and he continued to be completely distraught and obviously in sever pain for the rest of the day...this is a very small glimpse of what we go through on a daily basis:

My reason for writing this post and posting this video is simple.  I believe in the power of prayer.  Please pray for Isaac.  Pray that he would stop having such problems with his tummy.  Pray for his comfort, that he would not be in pain and that he would not be scared.  Pray for wisdom for Nathan and I as his parents.  We most often feel completely at a loss.  We don't know how to help Isaac, and that is a hard place to find yourself as a parent.  Pray for doctors and therapists that will be involved.  Just PRAY!  And please, pass this on to anyone who would be willing to pray.  

Monday, April 4, 2011

Learning to follow hard

Typically when I feel that the Lord is trying to get my attention or make a change in me, I feel like he is tugging ever so gently at my heart strings...and waiting patiently on me...waiting, waiting, waiting.  

Today though, it was less of a gentle tug and more of a swift kick (figuratively speaking, of course)!  But seriously.  From the time I've gotten up today he has been speaking to my heart with an urgency.  I won't go into every encounter I've had, but I'll share some... 

The sermon on the way to church (on the radio): 
  • He spoke to my heart reminding me that he empathizes with me.  Every hurt or pain I've ever or will ever feel, he empathizes.  I'm not ever alone in it...He knows my heart.  He knows my hurts.  He fully understands me.  
  • He wants me to follow HIS PLAN.  He wants to bless me fully.  My FEAR and my doubt can get in the way of my receiving God's full blessing.
At church:
  • 2 Timothy 1:7  For God did not give us a spirit of timidity (fear), but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.  
  • I was reminded that my fear will paralyze me. (By now I'm starting to get that God is dealing with my fear)
During Response time:
  • After taking communion, it weighed on my heart that he died for ALL sin.  This is what he said to me, "My child, you live in a world filled with Sin.  You have sinned, you have been hurt by sin.  I died so that one day you can experience an everlasting life free of sin.  But you sit here paralyzed with fear.  Stop being fearful.  Know that I am with you!  Know that I am for you!  Follow Me!  Do you not understand that Satan uses your fear to prevent you from glorifying me.  Do not give into fear!"
  • 2 Timothy 4:18 The Lord will rescue me from every evil attack and will bring me safely to his heavenly kingdom.  To him be glory for ever and ever.  Amen.
After Church (brief conversation with a friend/mentor):
  • Again, I was reminded how much my fear paralyzes me... (yes, I heard you)  =)

...God has been speaking to me all day.  I am so grateful.  So grateful that he loves me.  That his love is relentless.  

My heart has changed today.  I'm ready to put aside my fear and stop clinging to what is comfortable for me.  I'm ready to follow him despite my fear.  My prayer not just to be bold, but to have the opportunity to be BOLD and bring glory to his name.  I'm done with sitting.  Done with being paralyzed.  I'm ready to get  up and follow my Redeemer.  

Isaiah 41: 10, 13 
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.  

For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.


The scripture he's laid on my heart throughout the past week:
Jeremiah 29:11-14 (The Message)
I know what I’m doing.  I have it all planned out–plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.  When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I’ll listen.  When you come looking for me, you’ll find me.  Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I’ll make sure you won’t be disappointed.  I’ll turn things around for you…You can count on it.