Wednesdays are a long day for my boys. We spend quite a few hours in the car. We drive 48 minutes from the farm into the city. While we’re there, we do several errands. We are in and out of the car quite a bit. Then we drive 48 minutes back home. That’s a lot for any kid, but especially for a five-year-old that’s overcoming some sensory processing challenges.
So the extremely short 411 on our Nathan is this:
When he was 2 1/2, we were referred to a speech therapy center because Nathan had delayed speech. He had a 6 to 9 month vocabulary. The evaluating therapist observed him exhibiting some mannerisms found in children with sensory processing issues. Upon their recommendation we started Nathan in speech therapy 3 days a week. When he turned 3 years old, we enrolled him in an Early Intervention Program through our local school district. (This was extremely difficult for me, as I homeschool our oldest and never planned to do otherwise for Nathan.) He went M-F for 4 hours a day. Two weeks after Nate started the EI Program, he called Jeremy ‘Daddy’ for the first time. The following Easter, he called me Mama for the first time. He was 3 years old. When he turned 4 years old, he was able to attend the full school day, 7:30 am-2:30 pm. It helped immensely! We had no idea this program even existed and was FREE! But God knew. He had moved us to that city and marked out all the footsteps for us. He went through three school years of the Early Intervention Program. God lead, we followed and He poured our his healing on our Nathan.
Nathan is 5 1/2 now. God has healed him so completely that unless you knew him for the last 3 years, you would never know that he had a delayed speech challenge. He has also overcome a phenomenal amount of sensory stimulation issues. Basically for Nathan, that meant that all of the normal sensory input that’s around us all the time, was way too much stimulation for his system. So his senses have always been maxed out. Meaning that any additional stimulation- like TV, loud music, lights, movie theaters. birthday parties, fireworks, pets- were all too much. As he has grown, God has healed this too. Every night, our regular prayers include thanking God for healing Nathan according to His measure, and praying the full armor of God over each one of us.
Let’s cut back to this past Wednesday
Now that you’re all caught up on Nathan’s back story, the boys and I were at the supermarket. One of the last stops on our list, and I knew that Nate was maxed out. We were walking through the frozen section with a cart full of items. He was excited, running around the open freezer cases in the middle of the area and wasn’t quiet. The double aisle was empty except an older woman on the opposite side from me. I could feel her looking at me and looking at us. When I glanced over, she was looking down as the display but turned her eyes to meet mine, raising one eyebrow. Never turning her head, she said in a low, snide tone, “I can’t believe you’re just going to let him act like that.”
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand… In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Ephesians 6:12-13, 16
I had several thoughts flood my head in the initial seconds that passed. First, was to say that there really isn’t anything I can do about it. Second, was to try to explain about Nathan. My third thought was that it really was none of her business. I am so thankful for the Holy Spirit! Because through the Holy Spirit, I was able very calmly say, “It is really none of your business”, turn away from her, and walk over to my son. I was able to get him to come back to the cart so that we could finish shopping. We were able to get out to the car and go about our day without that comment hurting either one of us or destroying our day. It’s only now, a few hours later that I realize there was victory in that incident for us. I didn’t get upset with that woman. I didn’t react through my flesh. And I can be thankful that Christ is with us and reacts through us especially in moments of unexpected attack! Praise God!