I found myself in a new medical crisis in the month that I write this, with my special needs son. Multiple trips to the ER, hospital admissions and yet, no real answers. A week of struggle, and then yet another round of ER trips, and our most recent hospital admission. It is three weeks in the making.
There are still no long-term solutions to his condition. The doctor gave me a medical diagnosis of “hopelessness.” He stated that the condition may never clear up because of my son’s genetic syndrome. He certainly did not give me hope in a crisis.
Have you been there?
As Christian special needs parents, we know better. While our emotions ride on the side of the world’s view of things, our faith rests in our Father’s secure plan for our special needs child. We believe in God’s healing for our children, no matter how He is going to do it.
At times like this, I am reminded of the time when I received my son’s medical diagnosis of Prader-Willi Syndrome, and told that all he would do is sit around and do nothing….well, that obviously did not come true!
So, what is different about three weeks of ER visits? How can we manage through the journey? With Christ! How can we cope with the constant barage of emotional hits around our child’s welfare and the upheaval it does to the rest of our life? In Jesus’ name! He is the One who gives us hope in a crisis.
We have hope, that is how. We pray and ask the Lord for strength and to send us His Holy Spirit to guide our journey. We believe that God does have good plans for our family and our child, whom He created.
So, I refuse to believe there is no hope!
Yes, his course of medical treatment may require a shift, but truly, the doctors may write a medical diagnosis, but they cannot write the end of my son’s story! No, it probably won’t make his genetic conditions go away, but I will be God’s handmaiden in raising my son. I do have hope in a crisis.
Because the LORD already wrote my son’s future! Not the doctors.
Cling to the Rock for your hope.
You may fall apart, or lose sight of the Truth. That is OKAY.
Sometimes too many people stand up against your care for your child. They push against what you KNOW to be the truth?
Sometimes, it can attempt to pull us into a gushing rapid river of action and we come up for air wondering if we did it right. Or at least I did.
During our crisis, I kept clinging to rocks, and building dams. I would go under and come up gasping for air, facing yet another problem in my son’s condition. Yet, the river continued to carry me downstream. Don’t get me wrong. I prayed and prayed a lot, but the tide of the world’s ideas of what my son needed tried to cloud what I knew God wanted me to do.
As each small crisis settled, I looked around for the trees and rocks that had sustained me. I realized that Jesus put them there to support me so that I could support my son’s care. I hadn’t been some perfect example of how to spiritually handle a crisis and that was just fine.
Trust His provision. That is all you need!