As many of you know, Jerard has been sick and was in the hospital for 8 days. Even though he is home he is still very sick and running fever.
At times I've been asked what I think of Jerard being in our family; if I have regrets that we ever took him in to care for him....in response to that, I offer the following:
The GIFT of JERARD
Our son struggles for air
nebulizing every two hours
his little body quivers
arm shakes
will he be alright?
Or is this his pathway to Jesus' arms?
I know not.
I awaken at 2a.m.
More meds to deliver
Feeding
Change diaper.
Nebulize
Pray
His life is precious to me
The gift of his 'special needs' irons of fire Christ is using to mold
me into HIS image
and I thank God for this gift
I thank God for the gift of Jerard
I pray again that I will continue to grow in patience and all that
God wants for me
I pray for our family, for unity, for building each other up in love.
The road for the past four plus years has been hard
steep
strewn with anger, hurt, tears, depression...
strewn with conflict, sullen silences
and yet overarching, God's mercy.
His grace.
Even in the darkness of soul and family life
His light shining through
His love lighting a pathway of healing - personally,
relationally...
I see each of us growing
I see light shining
I hear more laughter
I hear more building up words
We are each growing
I see tenderness...towards our special gift of Jerard
I see patience growing in all of us
and I thank my ABBA FATHER for HIS LOVE, MERCY, GRACE
ever drawing each of us closer to HIM.
This gift,
Jerard,
our special needs son
His neediness is the gift
His cute smile,
His gentle blind eyes
People wonder why we'd ever take a special needs kid in in the
first place
let's just say 'ignorance is bliss"
we didn't know what we were getting in for when we took
James and Jerard
and like I've said
it's been a hard road
but a road full of mercy
a road leading me closer to my FATHER's love
a road leading our family closer to HIM and to each other
a road I do not regret traveling
inspite of all the travail
Jerard,
a gift.
He's sleeping peaceful at the moment.
Fever of night gone.
Phenobarbital and keppra coursing through his body,
inducing sleep
slowing down seizure pathways
Three antibiotics fighting off infections
and yet he still runs fever.
And all I know is that all is grace
And my FATHER knows what lies ahead
I rest in HIS loving arms
Thanking HIM for HIS gift,
Thanking Him for Jerard.
Amen and Amen.
3/17/12 - thoughts from my morning walk