Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Just Keep Swimming

Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. (James 1:12)

I called my sister in California one day, dumping on her the litany of rough things going on in our household at that time. Exhausted, I just didn't know how I was going to carry on. We were both sorrowfully wishing that we lived much closer.

Nevertheless, she shared a bit of wisdom that I love to share with other mothers when I'm giving a talk. She told me, "When things get rough around the office here, we just start singing Dorie's song from FINDING NEMO. You know how it goes, 'Just keep swimming! Just keep swimming! Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming!'"

Aside from getting me to laugh hysterically at a very difficult time, she unwittingly planted a new default for my brain that could bring lightness when endurance is called for.

How often are we parents of kids with special needs up for emergencies in the midddle of the night? How exhausting are the endless parades of doctors, therapists, school staff and insurance battles? What do you do? How do you carry on when you just don't have an ounce of strength left for these demands? Just keep swimming!

Some days, just showing up is all we can do. And our compassionate Savior knows that. He doesn't fault us for being disheveled, downcast or irritable. In fact, He died to cover us on days like that! He's your stand-in!

So next time you feel like you don't know which way is up, persevere! And "Just keep swimming!"


  1. Barb and Family, you are in our prayers regularly. As I read your blog I am often swept back 25 years thinking my mom would have written a blog like yours if there where blogs back then. I remember as a kid seeing that look of utter exhustion when my parents could take no more. I remember at 11 years old standing in the middle of the critical care unit at Childrens Hospital in Chicago at 3 AM. Hugging my mom and wiping her tears as she watched my brother dieing for the umpteenth time in his life. The pain, the power, the tears, the love, the laugh, and the perserverance she showed each hour for 22 years profoundly affects my life. I am what I am because of my parents trusted God on the most trying and painful nights. They yelled at Him some, they begged at times to but they never stopped trusting that He loved us. The training your kids are getting in these times is not matched by the greatest teachers on earth. They will be servants who will honor your love for Jesus, I gaurantee it. One of my favorite verses is Psalms 126:5, it says that those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy. That is us, the families who are blessed by disability. I cry with now you and often, I am incredibly thnkful to know you, and for honest words that are encouraging for me each day.
    We love you, Tony and all at Camp Daniel

  2. Thank you Barb...I was treading water...but now I'm swimming!!