Let me dream of a beautiful rainbow family...of big, brown eyes with bouncing curls...of smiling blue eyes and golden hair...of sleepy eyes and raven tresses...
Born worlds apart,
yet altogether in mama and daddy's heart. Lord, please fill our home with smiling faces of little people from different places.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

"Come With Me"


    It has been widely believed that children do not heal from FAS (fetal alcohol syndrome) . I watched a webinair the other night. This webinair shared briefly a story of a mother and her son. Her son was struggling with severe FAS , which causes crippling brain damage. Among many therapies to help her son heal, three words reflected the largest part of the healing process and one mother's dedication. Three words said a hundred times a day... "Come with me". "Come with me let's go wash dishes." "Come with me lets go gather eggs." "Come with me let's make some lunch." "Come with me lets go get the mail." "Come with me lets go clean the bedroom." How beautiful. When the world is screaming "go clean up your toys", "go play" , "go do your homework", this mother quietly says: "Come with me". And her son is 9 yrs old and almost healed. How I pray to be a "come with me" mom instead of a "go play" mom. Experience changes the brain. Experience can heal the brain. What my child experiences every day changes the way my child thinks. What is my child experiencing today?

"The future lies before you like a field of fallen snow; Be careful how you tread it, for every step will show.

4 comments:

  1. U are such an awesome writer. I wish you would write oftener. Very inspiring. You can send this to H&H too.

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  2. Beautiful. Thanks for the challenge

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  3. A timely reminder...thanks for writing again!

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  4. What a beautiful post. And what a super reminder for me too, as I mother my prayed for 2.

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