Photo by Marcus Woodbridge on Unsplash My son is fascinated with pretty much all aspects of keeping time. He even dutifully stays awake waiting for 11:59 pm to turn into a new month, season, year. So, during winter break, I had a Normal Rockwell daydream of my son and I going to Barnes and Noble […]
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The People-Pleasers Guide to New Year’s Resolutions
Mini Meditations for Advent: Week 4
Mini Meditations for Advent: Week 3
Cartoon Credit: Cuyler Black (Used with Permission. See more at cuylerblack.com) Day 15: The Star of Bethlehem “After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, ‘Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews? We saw his […]
Mini Meditations for Advent: Week 2
Mini Meditations for Advent: Week 1
The Thankful Jar: Week 5
30 Days of Thankfulness Day 26: Mommy and Son Decoration Day and Gingerbread House Day My son went from no interest and no awareness of Christmas to surpassing me in my excitement. Now my husband has to hold two people back from decorating before Thanksgiving is over. For months my son has been saying “November […]
The Thankful Jar: Week 4
The Thankful Jar: Week 3
30 Days of Thankfulness Day 12: Veterans To all veterans—a huge thank you. Your service goes beyond protecting your country and its citizens. Ray and I watched a documentary on the Korean War and I realized that was the war my grandfather served in. Which made him part of the reason I was even able […]
The Thankful Jar: Week 2
30 Days of ThankfulnessDay 5: Religious Freedom and Volunteers I am always thankful that I live in a country where I can choose what I believe and gather and worship God openly. And having a child with autism adds another layer of thankfulness. Not every church has enough of a volunteer base to support kids […]
The Thankful Jar : Week 1
Facing a Small but Important Parenting Quandary
In this summer season where time with my son increases I am finding myself falling down the rabbit hole of distraction, taking on editing gigs, outlining new picture books, switching laundry detergents, uncoagulating the top of the dishwashing liquid—anything to avoid the more important thing: playing more with my son. And after some reflection I […]
Faith in the Desert
If You’re Hanging by a Thread, Try Letting Go
My husband and I have been attending an amazing church for about a year. Unfortunately, we have been attending online because there is no special needs program for my son. As you can imagine, this creates some obstacles to connecting with people in the congregation. Sometimes you find yourself in a place that makes no […]
The Power of Silence
In Autism Breakthrough, Raun K. Kaufman comments that many parents and speech therapists will try to provide language to nonverbal kids by constantly narrating when they interact with them. “What’s the problem with narrating? When you do this, you take up all the verbal space. When you take up the verbal space, there is no […]
Less Striving, More Praying
At around 10pm on Thursday night, my eight-year-old son turned to me and said, “Feeling sick Friday. Stay home.” (He showed no signs of illness.) For a few reasons, I had to pick my jaw off the floor. First, my son, who has limited communication skills and struggles with social interactions, was Ferris Buellering me. […]
But First, Join
In his book, Autism Breakthrough, Raun explains that since autism is a social-relational disorder, our method of helping our children should be a social-relational one. His method called “joining” stands in contrast to ABA therapy, which attempts to eliminate repetitive, antisocial behavior and replace it with more socially desirable behavior. Raun, who once had autism, […]
A Less Fragile Peace
On December 23, 2022 we experienced a blackout. We don’t experience them very often, so it triggered anxiety for my son. He kept unplugging the light from the battery pack then back into the wall socket, saying “light on!” and pacing when nothing happened. We tried to explain that it was a blackout, that we […]
A Seemingly Impossible Gift
Praise God, the Giver of Good Gifts
Spreading Peace
“Let us therefore make every effort to do what leads to peace and to mutual edification.” (Romans 14:19). Romans 14:19 came to life for me years ago in a Trader Joe’s. I was trying to fill my cart while distracting my sensory-overloaded son with my phone. A woman walked past me, saw me struggling, and […]
The Best Stress-Free and Virtually Free Gift
“Finally, brothers and sisters, rejoice! Strive for full restoration, encourage one another, be of one mind, live in peace. And the God of love and peace will be with you.” (2 Corinthians 13:11). My first year teaching my students started bringing me odd gifts as Christmas approached—a wedding album, expired chocolate, old gift cards, a […]
How Character Produces Hope
“Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.” (Romans 5:3-5) From May through mid-November […]
Home Depot, My Friend Lilly, and Small Victories
Why I am Thankful for Hillsong
But Even If He Does Not
The Christmas Loophole
Right in the middle of the Christmas hustle and bustle, the cold I had avoided since 2019 finally caught up with me and forced me to come to a grinding halt on all fronts. My brain wasn’t functioning enough to write, I couldn’t go anywhere, and I was conflicted about licking envelopes and sending my […]
Peace of Mind
When Life Hands You Baking Soda…
My seven-year-old son has been reacquainting himself with Laurie Berkner and is currently obsessed with her song The Cookie Bakers of the Night. So, one night, wanting to do something fun with my son, I asked Caleb if he wanted to bake cookies with me. His response was an affirmative scream. I got all the […]
The Rest in Restoration
My friend’s head hung, her voice a whisper, as she described a missed opportunity to pray for someone. I could almost see God tapping her on the shoulder as she struggled, saying, “That guilt you are carrying? That’s not from me. Put it down.” I used God’s extended grace to comfort my friend, realizing in […]
Helicopter Mom Confessions
Do you ever stumble into a perfect metaphor for your parenting in the middle of an ordinary day? I gripped the handlebar and back seat of my son’s bike, walk/running beside him. He wobbled up the hill, thrown off balance as he aggressively swatted my hand away. It seemed to me, in the moment, that […]
Quick to Listen, Slow to Speak…
Are you a list writer who also tends to get overwhelmed by your lists? I am. The most overwhelming is my three-dimensional list of things I want to read. A huge stack, structurally unsound, staring at me, mocking me, throughout the year. Actually, “stack” is too kind. It is more of a glob with tentacle-like […]
Great Adaptations: A Cautionary Tale About Pigeons and How I Found my Wings with Church Online
God With Us
Hero’s Journey
Dust Bunnies of the Soul
I don’t know about you, but I feel like the social scene—both media and old school in person—is becoming a dangerous activity riddled with land mines. The negativity coming at me from all different angles is affecting me today. I am empathetic and protective of my friends, loved ones, and random people I don’t even […]
Eloped! Part 2
Much like Speed 2, this is an unfortunate sequel. My son Caleb, who has been diagnosed with autism, eloped again. As a seasoned opportunist, he waited until we were on vacation, in a house without all the safety locks we had installed from the last hair-raising experience. We all know necessity is the mother of […]
Grace
As a Christian, I believe the world is messed up because we are in enemy territory. This enemy generally hates when we communicate effectively and so he clouds and smokescreens and sows lies entangled with truth. When I experience depression, the lie is that I should pull in and not talk because I am contaminated […]
Part 3: God’s Omnipotence and a Distracting Gray Swan
Part 2: His Omniscience vs My Panic
I finally followed Gwyneth Paltrow’s recommendation and learned a language in my time in quarantine. I now speak whale fluently. Before you laugh, guess who is now sunning themselves topside on an obliging whale, absorbing all I can of the liquid hope pouring out of the sun? I am either drunk with power or serotonin, […]
God is the Best Quarantine Buddy: Part 1
The scene opens with me lying in the belly of the whale again, feeling overqualified for quarantine… Me (singing): Here I am again on my own… God: Uh… Me: Oops. Keep forgetting You are here. If words were being rationed You would still make excellent points. Ah, the screen. The other way You make excellent […]
Vision Correction
Speaking Up
My son is steadily collecting frequent flyer miles on these rides in the whale belly. I shouldn’t be surprised. He is often the chief character of my life lessons. Right now he is struggling to gain purchase on a shifting whale tongue while screaming “I want Way Maker again please yes, okay!” I sit in […]
Eloped (Not that Kind…)
Christmas Presence
You are Not Alone
Apraxia of Speech and a Tuneless Guitar
Facing Autism
I watch my wrecked world suddenly explode. Like Princess Leia, it is from a safe distance. Unlike Princess Leia, I watch half suctioned into the blowhole of a recently surfaced baleen whale who has come to ingest me. Eye contact, imitation, interaction, communication, empathy—benchmarks I didn’t think to even worry about were not being reached […]
Satan’s Tackle Box
By the time the whale swallows me I have been rendered helpless— tangled in gauzy white netting with coiled fishing line binding my wrists and ankles and what I can only imagine is a fuzzy fishing lure stuck in my ear canal. So embarrassing. As a highly developed mammal with opposable thumbs, you would think […]
Apology Aversion
Rest in Chaos
Welcome to my soggy penalty box. You didn’t miss much. I just got sucked through whale baleen and am pacing—waterlogged and miffed—combing the krill out of my hair with my fingers. I do NOT have time for this today. Oh, is this your first movie projected on the interior of a whale belly? Silence your […]
You Can’t Prune Seeds
Really? This is how you are going to leave me? Foot stuck in the whale’s blowhole wiggling like a spastic marionette? Apparently extreme discomfort is part of this lesson. Thanks for at least flipping the projection upside down for me. I see myself compulsively scrolling through social media and the not-sure-if-it-is-really-the-news news. The world is […]
Americano Idol
Here I am, Lord–suctioned to a whale tongue, clothing saturated with saltwater saliva clutching my coffee cup. Look at that grip! Uh, oh. You brought me here to talk about coffee? Can I just say that coffee is full of antioxidant qualities and reduces the risk of infections? It extends your life span, keeps you […]
The A Train to Nineveh
The first time I clearly heard Your voice I was hurtling through a tunnel toward Manhattan in a steel tube full of the people You created. I sat smugly reading the bible––you know, the book everyone else should be reading and the only correct answer to the “If you were stranded on a desert island […]
Celestial Dog Bowl
Waitress for the Kingdom
Okay, God. Here I am—obviously through divine intervention—sitting on a pile of fish guts in the belly of a whale, rapt with attention. All those cozy, whimsical childhood illustrations of Geppetto fishing by soft lamplight with Figaro off their swallowed, shipwrecked boat—lies. This place is creepy and an assault on the senses. I don’t even […]