My son Nicholas was diagnosed with a disease called sarcoidosis at the age of five. This disease has caused him to suffer from several other conditions. My son is totally deaf, suffers from asthma, and eye disease. Society considers him special for all the wrong reasons. I consider him special not only because he is my son I admire him as a child of faith.
When my son was diagnosed it was a hard transition. I was devastated for him and I felt as any mother would that I should have known, seen it coming, and been able to prevent it. While I was struggling with the guilt of this my son was developing faith in God and he would teach me to have the same faith as I watched him grow and adapt.
I knew who God was. I was raised by a God fearing mother. I had a love for him at an early age but became jaded by the behavior of those who called themselves christians so I just fell away. Being a child I felt maybe I was not good enough or qualified to serve him so I turned from him and lived my life as I pleased. I felt confident in my job and in my adult life. I felt I was in control. God showed me just how wrong I was when my son became so ill.
I paid specialist after specialist and I ran here and there. No matter what I did I couldn't heal my son. I wanted him to be healthy and fear overtook me as well as financial woe. Funds became depleted and I was in no position as a single mom to handle it. One day while sitting at my dining room table tears in my eyes looking over medical paperwork and a stack of bills. My child came to me and said, "Don't worry mommy. God says that I will hear again." God spoke to my child and I found no comfort in it. The situation appeared too big but God can heal us if we want to be healed. I am not talking only of physical ability but of other more important things. My child is still deaf but God manifested his power when he reclaimed me a backslider as I watched my baby go through surgery to install a cochlear implant as I watched him excel in school after missing nearly 2 years.
God healed and continues to heal my son, his spirit was alive in faith. I was restored because my son prayed for me. He set an example before me that I could not ignore. I was delivered as he was healed. We have been through many medical issues since that time but every time God shows me that my sons condition has purpose and that purpose is to represent his glory. When I sing for the sick my son performs the song in sign language for them. Their spirits are lifted their hearts are healed. When he speaks he tells anyone willing to listen that God is good. My son is twelve years old, he has a personal relationship with God, and he is an excellent student. He realizes that he is not handicapped; by spiritual standards he is perfect and is capable of accomplishing anything.
I don't weep in his sickness anymore but I worship and praise God in it. We both do because my son has shown me that God is real and able and willing to make your infirmity a glorious representation of his power and presence.
"And he said to me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness." Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." 2Corinthians 12:9
Congratulations on telling your story so clearly- you have travelled a long way. I work with adults with learning disabilities, and I know that God values them just as much as any one. He often uses them to speak to me, and we ahve begun a meditation group which is a real blessing. Blessings to you and your son.