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Thursday, February 19, 2015
FOOTPRINTS ON THE TABLE???
“Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily
bears our burdens.” Psalm 68:19, NIV
Many of us have read the poem “Footprints in the
Sand” written by Mary Stevenson in 1936.She writes about walking along the beach with the Lord and realizing
during the roughest times in her life there were only one set of footprints in
the sand.Then the Lord tells her, “My precious, precious child.I love you and I would never, never leave you
during your times of trial and suffering.When you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried
I was thinking about this recently after noticing,
of all things, footprints on my pub table.Footprints on the table?Not such
a well-known saying!Why would someone
be walking around on that?
Enter Luke.My 10-year old, tall, 85 pound special needs guy who is YET AGAIN going through a climbing phase. Being February in Illinois he can’t climb around
outside so he gets inventive in the house.When he decides to fly into my arms from the tall table like he did when
he was 2 both of us end up in a heap on the floor. Thankfully, no broken bones
for either of us yet.
As I have to tell Luke again and again to get down
off the high table, remembering that God carries me and “bears my burdens daily”
is like slowing down and taking a big, deep breath after Luke recovers from a
screaming, crying, head-banging meltdown.
Staring at his toe prints on the dining room table
is one of the unique things I get to witness because of Luke.Another thing he showed me, by staring
intently at them, is how cool bubbles in a hot tub look. I hadn’t seen that perspective before.
Not long ago he cracked up Katherine (our friend and
Luke’s respite worker) and I when he came downstairs, took a shirt
out of the laundry basket and proceeded to put it on like a pair of pants and
then wander off.Unexpected for sure!
As a parent of someone with special needs I should
not rush through life and miss these joyful happenings.And there really is no need for me to quickly
erase Luke’s foot smudges off our dining room table.They announce Luke’s awesome and wild
presence in our home--a
giggle-fest-break from the storm of him not being able to talk and the other
hard things that autism brings to Luke and to our family.Who doesn’t need a good laugh now and
Prayer: Lord, thank you so much that your word tells
us that you take on our trials EVERYDAY.And thank you for the laughter you bring us in our lives. ~ Deb Abbs