State: Maine
Country: USA
Member since: Jan 23, 2007
Last logged in: Dec 01, 2008
My name is Shannon and I have a great husband and 2 amazing kids.
My oldest, Wynn, has autism and still struggles, after all these years of treatments and therapies, with anxiety and aggression. At his best, he is funny, intuitive and sensitive.
My daughter, 12 year old Haley, is strong and independent, creative and musical. She has been a shining example for Wynn and taught him many of his first words and skills by sheer example.
Steve is my husband of 19 years and partner in this endeavor to be a family in this crazy world of autism. Out of a need we had to have better communication with Wynn's team members, he created a web application called iAbida.com. It has been a project from his heart, and he makes it available to all families, around the globe, for free.
And me? In spite of being a terrible klutz, I have learned the fine art of juggling....motherhood, advocacy, household management and working from home. Foggyrock is my latest project--to fulfill my own need to be associated with other fantastic folks, like you, who I knew were out there.....Thank you for allowing me into your life through this community.
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by shannonj on 07.20.07 - public - 151 visits
Wait
Written one month and 8 days before we had to hospitalize my sweet son....
June 7, 2006--Wednesday
What does wisdom look like. What does it feel like? Where does it live? Does it stay around for long or is it fleeting? Does it leak?
James 1:5
If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not, and it shall be given him.
If I ask, and when I ask, how will I know that I have it?
Here’s how I know that I don’t have it:
Racing thoughts
Doubt
Worry
Panic
Anger
Fear
Dread
Bitterness
Hopelessness
Anxiety
So would wisdom look like the opposite?
Calm Mind
Confidence
Trust
Peace
Joy
Courage
Excited Anticipation
Contentment
Hope
Rest
What if I ask and it doesn’t come?
“Wait on the Lord”
Why is God so slow? Is there traffic in heaven? Will it help if I honk? Is there an express lane for those of us who have been waiting longer? At the grocery store where I shop there is a reserved parking spot for new mothers. How about old mothers, tired mothers, worn out mothers who don’t even know if they want to be mothers anymore? Can we get dibs on the wisdom that we have been waiting on?
“They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength”
Why, so I can have the stamina to stand in line?!!
“They shall mount up with wings as eagles”
Good because I am about ready to fly the coop!
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