If there’s one thing I’ve learned from special needs … pray. Pray. Before everything else. Pray. When I’m overwhelmed and in the midst of the chaos. Pray. When there’s nothing else. Pray.
With my eldest I can remember two distinct times of prayer when he was a baby. Two times. Two times I cried out to God in need in those early years. I’m sure I prayed, but life was just easier with a typical baby. Or I was clueless. It’s very possible I just had no idea how desperately I needed God’s help with even the easiest of babies. But two times?
This is what the world of disability did to us. It threw us face forward into prayer. My husband and I knew right off we weren’t going anywhere without God in this journey. We hit our knees fast. Pray. I distinctly remember those first prayers. The, “Dear God, No.” The, “Please, Jesus. Just let <fill in the blank>.” To this day I get a knot in my throat, my eyes well up, when I remember those first days and first prayers.
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My husband and I are parents of all boys. One of whom is a young adult with both physical and intellectual disabilities. I don’t always know what I’m doing as I parent these guys. But what I do know is God is teaching me big things through our trials that I probably would have never learned without them. You can find more from me at www.mostlyeandme.com, on Facebook, and on Twitter @stefmckeever.