God Always Has a Reason


Soon after my six-year-old son was diagnosed with diabetes, I joined a support group for other moms, like me. New to St. Louis, I needed to meet mothers who lived the ‘normal’ life that was now my own. Not my life of yesterday, when freedom and good health was taken for granted. Instead, I yearned to soak in a tub of others who understood what it was like to have children’s lives changed forever. Forever may only take the time of the second hand to move upon a clock…tick-tock…tick-tock.

For a while, I met friends who shared a bond with me. After our precious cargo of kids went off to school, we took turns meeting at each other’s homes. Huddled around polished timbered tables, we shared stories from the week before. Our younger toddler’s bounced in  La-Z-Boy rocking chairs, scribbled with colored crayons or sang Sesame Street songs in next door rooms.  Drinking coffee from molded mugs, a new group of girlfriends passed the cream while nibbling on St. Louis’s own, Gooey Butter Cake. We laughed together, cried together and became members of a club we never planned on joining.

Eventually, the word got out, and our support meetings began to grow. One morning, my front doorbell rang.  A new mom stopped by asking if she could visit. On my white spindled porch she held the small fingers of a squirming young boy staring into space while she balanced a batch of marbled brownies her other hand. Quickly, I ushered her into the kitchen where she poured her heart out there and then. In front of everyone.

The new woman was anxious while watching closely the actions of her sweet child running about the room. He was beautiful, with dark scruffy hair, and green eyes the color of the sea. Nervously and with tears welling up,  she began to tell us the story of his diagnosis of Autism. Then, there was more. Recently, her son was diagnosed with insulin dependent diabetes too. She didn’t know what to do.

No two children are the same whether they live with chronic conditions or not. The woman’s son who came to my door that day had difficulty making eye contact together with a fear of being touched. This made it very difficult for his mother to check his blood sugar or give him daily injections of insulin. Even a four-year-old without autism would have good reason to be afraid of this kind of ‘touch!’ His mother was looking for help, support and any answers we could provide.

Ironically, the new mother who held the batch of marbled brownies looking for help that morning left my home teaching me much more than I could have ever have given her. Lessons of life. Within a few hours, I soaked a lifetime of wisdom through her spirit of courage. God always has a reason for bringing people into lives. He chooses the time, the where and the when.  Do not question the,

God always has a reason for bringing people into each other’s lives. He chooses the time, the where and the when.  It is not for us to question the, why?  We’ll figure it out…..

*April is National Autism Awareness Month, with today, April 2, being World Autism Awareness Day.  According to the CDC as of 2014, approximately one 68 children are diagnosed with some form of autism spectrum disorder. Approximately one in 42 boys and one in 189 girls. No one knows why, and I dare to say the numbers are increasing every year. Please help raise awareness for a better world for all families whose lives are touched by this Autism.

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15 thoughts on “God Always Has a Reason

  1. Hi, I am the father of a 23 year old son who is severely autistic. His name is Micah. I have written a book about being a single father raising a son with autsm, and his twin brothers. A number of publishers have shown interest but do not think I have a strong platform to promote the book. One thing they want is for my blog to have more followers. Please follow my blog and help me get “Micah’s Touch” published. Thank You, Darian

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    • Oh, yes, I definitely will. So important to get the message out. I applaud you for being a single father who is taking on this crusade. Although diabetes is a different condition, I can empathize with you. It is so hard at times, isn’t it? Surly, I will be a, “Follower.” I, too, am writing a a book. A memoir…hopefully to inspire others who live with chronic conditions. Most likely, I will run into the same problem that you have. If you can send any readers my way, I thank you in advance. God bless you and Micah. Will you please keep in touch to let me know how your journey is going? Thank you.

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  2. Good morning,

    Kim, thank you. This article really touched my heart, and I felt for that mother of long ago who had the child with sugar diabetes and suffering from autism. Having worked with children with special problems, that one hit me.

    Your title this morning also drew me away from my own writing to see what you had to say. I like the title because it is so true, God always has a reason.

    Your closing sentence interested me also because i would say, don’t ask the question “Why,” because you’ll never be able to figure it out. That is the sovereignty of God that we human beings are not able to fathom on the journey.

    Shalom,
    Patti

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    • Thank you, Patricia. You bring so much wisdom to me each time you stop by to make a comment. I welcome you here. How I wish we could sit for a chat someday. I would learn so much from you!!! I can’t thank you enough for your kind words. Also, props to you for the many fine comments left on the, American Diversity Report. Congratulations!

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  3. A question.
    Do you know if there is any Native blood in your family?
    Diabetes is much more prevalent with them. It is wide spread in my own family which has much Native Ancestry. Perhaps you may find some answers to Health questions on this page that I did years ago, especially for others who have asked about connections to Native Ancestors and certain kinds of Health problems: http://tahtonka.com/health.html
    Please feel free to delete this link after reading this. Had no other way to send it to you~

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    • Thank you for your link. No, I am Scottish, Swedish, Whales, and a little German. I wrote children’s medical books to help educate peers in elementary schools,long ago, so I learned of this. It saddens me to know of the high rate of diabetes in our Native American culture. I lived in Arizona for five years and saw much of it there. Their people need so much more education, medical care and others who truly care. Many have simply given up. My heart breaks for the little children who barely have a chance….Thank you for caring.

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      • So you have seen the Navajo/Hopi tragic situation first hand?
        Your ancestry, minus the Native, is nearly identical to mine!!
        And thank you so much for the same~

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      • Yes, I had to drive through the reservation between Phoenix and Tuscon nearly every day. I still go back to visit relatives every year. It is tragic. I keep up on all the research through JDRF and ADA. The numbers are off the charts.

        So, we are nearly, ‘sisters?’ Welcome to my family! 🙂

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