The tears flooded my cheeks. My heart swelled with emotion. It felt like the words were written only yesterday.
Monday, May 9, 2005
You have given me four beautiful children. Lord, I thank you for each and every one of them and ask that You give me the love and understanding I need to be a good mother to each of them. Help me to allow Nick and Michael to grow into manhood, to love them and accept them as they are and not as I want them to be. Help me to nurture Lindsey as a young lady, setting a good example for her as a God loving woman. Help me to better understand Devon. Father, does he need a firmer hand, time to mature, or is something really wrong with him? I beg of you, Father, in Your infinite wisdom and understanding as the ultimate parent help me to understand him and to know what to do to help him behave as he should. I am clueless. Is it me? Am I doing something wrong? Help me, Father, as I search for answers. Grant me wisdom, understanding, and strength.
There was such a desperation in my words. I remember the helplessness of not knowing how best to handle my fourth child. I had three older children. The older boys were lively and challenging at times. But, they always responded well to correction. My youngest son, Devon, came with a different set of rules. All the methods of training, correcting, guiding, and disciplining my three older children were useless with him.
He was super bright. Reading at three. Popping off math equations at four. Memorizing square roots at five. But, he was insensitive to others and off in his own world, doing his own thing much of the time. We couldn’t get him to understand how to relate to others even though his heart was full of love toward everyone.
I prayed and prayed for help!
James says, “If any of you lacks wisdom he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.” (James 1:5)
God answered my prayers just a few short months later when Devon was at the doctor’s office for a check-up.
We were referred to a specialist who diagnosed Devon with Asperger’s Syndrome.
Thursday we’ll talk more about how that impacted our family over the past eleven years and I’ll share some of the wisdom that God granted to us in His vast goodness along the way.
Hope to see you then!