Way off topic/Gifts

[Guest guest]

<<

On a related note, though, has anyone else had their religious beliefs

shaken to the core by autism?

Take care,

>>

,

I just sent this to , privately, as I thought that it might be a bit

much for some people to take. I am not a pushy religious person in any way.

But I do believe in GOD and many times I have to remind myself that there is

a reason for everything, even if I can not see it at that moment.

I hear you about what others say, and how it bothers you. This helped me a

great deal. Try to remember peoples intensions: Step back from your emotions

about what they said and how it makes YOU feel, look at the situation from

their shoes for a moment: They can not do anything about your child having

Autism(or mine), they can only try to say something to ease your pain: So

most people attempt to say something remotely nice or what they think is

comforting: But the fact is, at that moment they could have said anything,

or sung the National Anthem and it wouldn't be enough, would it? You and I

both, at that moment, Really want them to tell us that they know a cure, an

operation, or that they have the power to make everything alright. So that

person has lost before they even open their mouth haven't they?

Honestly, If I heard one more person tell me something like, " It could be

worse! " , I think I would have died right then, so I went into a shell and

stopped talking to people. Not really, but just stopped the conversations

about my son and all my troubles. Most people say " How are you! " never

meaning to hear the truth, if it is bad. Boy were they shocked when out

would come a 20 minute pity party for me and my son. I was not the happy go

lucky person they all knew. I noticed them slipping away. Sure they would

listen, but you know the eyes when people really care. (Not my best and

closest friends of course or family) But mothers at school, etc.... We

didn't have the fun conversations about kids stuff or sports any more. I was

a wreck emotionally and I wasn't helping myself any by informing the class

mother about all my sons evaluations and therapy routines. She didn't really

care, she is a great lady, but not my close friend. I had to learn, thank

God early enough(One year) that I was happier to have those conversations

about Pokemon and whatever with people who knew me but were not my very

closest friends. It is good for me to talk about something else, and laugh

now and then.

Things are much better! I stopped asking God to fix my child, and to teach

me how to help him, teach me how to live with being his mother, teach me how

to find comfort in those who truly understand me, like you all, and stop

being angry at others who said things that didn't help. They were trying to

help in the only way they all knew how, I wasn't ready to except it. I don't

know if this not all makes sense to anyone, but all I know is that once I

asked God to help me except what I couldn't change and work on the things I

could, my son got better by having a mother who wasn't on the edge. And many

of the things I thought I couldn't be fixed became things I could. I can

except is disability much better.

Faith?? It was better than the other option for sure.

Here is what I didn't send to the list the first time, because I thought it

might sound too religious for some. I believe that everyone has the right to

believe what they want, I do not judge that in others, except to say, that

it has been my experience that believing in something, anything, helps you

to understand you are not alone.

<

>

,

You are not alone! You are never alone! Even on your worse day, you are not

alone! Even when the weight of being a mother of a child with a disability

gets you down, you are not alone. God is there right beside you, watch and

waiting for you to ask for his help! Ask him to help you take a break from

being a mother, even if for only 20 minutes,drive down the road and get a

cup of coffee, watch a funny show, whatever... Take a break. Then ask God to

help you see the gifts he gives to you each day. They are there, but through

your overwhelming days and nights, days after day, you (and I) forget to

look, and remember that we are blessed. This child that causes you such

worry and such pain, brings you joy and love that you could never know

without him. Thank God for him, disability and all, and remind yourself that

you are not alone, and even though you forget sometimes, look for the gifts

you have not the burden. That alone makes the burden a lighter load.

Besides God you have a lot of mothers and fathers who understand! The

internet has proved to be a great gift for my life. I gain so much from

sharing with others and helping others learn more about DSI(Dysfunction of

Sensory Integration). And I keep learning more everyday.

God is right next to you! Reach out to him!

Blessings,

Laurie Renke

[Guest guest]

There are alot of very tragic things in this world that God has let happen,

but remember that he is just letting us have our own freewill and seeing

what mankind does with it...se how it's gone? Christ will come again. Have

hope.

-Phyllis

Way off topic/Gifts

>

>

> <<

> On a related note, though, has anyone else had their religious beliefs

> shaken to the core by autism?

> Take care,

>

> >>

>

>

> ,

> I just sent this to , privately, as I thought that it might be a bit

> much for some people to take. I am not a pushy religious person in any

way.

> But I do believe in GOD and many times I have to remind myself that there

is

> a reason for everything, even if I can not see it at that moment.

>

> I hear you about what others say, and how it bothers you. This helped me

a

> great deal. Try to remember peoples intensions: Step back from your

emotions

> about what they said and how it makes YOU feel, look at the situation from

> their shoes for a moment: They can not do anything about your child having

> Autism(or mine), they can only try to say something to ease your pain: So

> most people attempt to say something remotely nice or what they think is

> comforting: But the fact is, at that moment they could have said anything,

> or sung the National Anthem and it wouldn't be enough, would it? You and I

> both, at that moment, Really want them to tell us that they know a cure,

an

> operation, or that they have the power to make everything alright. So that

> person has lost before they even open their mouth haven't they?

>

> Honestly, If I heard one more person tell me something like, " It could be

> worse! " , I think I would have died right then, so I went into a shell and

> stopped talking to people. Not really, but just stopped the conversations

> about my son and all my troubles. Most people say " How are you! " never

> meaning to hear the truth, if it is bad. Boy were they shocked when out

> would come a 20 minute pity party for me and my son. I was not the happy

go

> lucky person they all knew. I noticed them slipping away. Sure they would

> listen, but you know the eyes when people really care. (Not my best and

> closest friends of course or family) But mothers at school, etc.... We

> didn't have the fun conversations about kids stuff or sports any more. I

was

> a wreck emotionally and I wasn't helping myself any by informing the class

> mother about all my sons evaluations and therapy routines. She didn't

really

> care, she is a great lady, but not my close friend. I had to learn, thank

> God early enough(One year) that I was happier to have those conversations

> about Pokemon and whatever with people who knew me but were not my very

> closest friends. It is good for me to talk about something else, and laugh

> now and then.

>

> Things are much better! I stopped asking God to fix my child, and to

teach

> me how to help him, teach me how to live with being his mother, teach me

how

> to find comfort in those who truly understand me, like you all, and stop

> being angry at others who said things that didn't help. They were trying

to

> help in the only way they all knew how, I wasn't ready to except it. I

don't

> know if this not all makes sense to anyone, but all I know is that once I

> asked God to help me except what I couldn't change and work on the things

I

> could, my son got better by having a mother who wasn't on the edge. And

many

> of the things I thought I couldn't be fixed became things I could. I can

> except is disability much better.

>

> Faith?? It was better than the other option for sure.

>

>

> Here is what I didn't send to the list the first time, because I thought

it

> might sound too religious for some. I believe that everyone has the right

to

> believe what they want, I do not judge that in others, except to say, that

> it has been my experience that believing in something, anything, helps you

> to understand you are not alone.

>

> <

of you balancing your time, is this consuming anyone else? Am I

> alone. Sure feel alone a lot. Thank you >>

>

> ,

>

> You are not alone! You are never alone! Even on your worse day, you are

not

> alone! Even when the weight of being a mother of a child with a disability

> gets you down, you are not alone. God is there right beside you, watch and

> waiting for you to ask for his help! Ask him to help you take a break from

> being a mother, even if for only 20 minutes,drive down the road and get a

> cup of coffee, watch a funny show, whatever... Take a break. Then ask God

to

> help you see the gifts he gives to you each day. They are there, but

through

> your overwhelming days and nights, days after day, you (and I) forget to

> look, and remember that we are blessed. This child that causes you such

> worry and such pain, brings you joy and love that you could never know

> without him. Thank God for him, disability and all, and remind yourself

that

> you are not alone, and even though you forget sometimes, look for the

gifts

> you have not the burden. That alone makes the burden a lighter load.

>

> Besides God you have a lot of mothers and fathers who understand! The

> internet has proved to be a great gift for my life. I gain so much from

> sharing with others and helping others learn more about DSI(Dysfunction of

> Sensory Integration). And I keep learning more everyday.

>

> God is right next to you! Reach out to him!

>

> Blessings,

>

> Laurie Renke

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Laurie,

Your are a blessing! How wonderful your words are! I am going to

save them and reread whenever I'm having " one of those days " . Thanks

so much for taking the time to write!

God bless,

Sue

>

>

> <<

> On a related note, though, has anyone else had their religious

beliefs

> shaken to the core by autism?

> Take care,

>

> >>

>

>

> ,

> I just sent this to , privately, as I thought that it might be

a bit

> much for some people to take. I am not a pushy religious person in

any way.

> But I do believe in GOD and many times I have to remind myself that

there is

> a reason for everything, even if I can not see it at that moment.

>

> I hear you about what others say, and how it bothers you. This

helped me a

> great deal. Try to remember peoples intensions: Step back from your

emotions

> about what they said and how it makes YOU feel, look at the

situation from

> their shoes for a moment: They can not do anything about your child

having

> Autism(or mine), they can only try to say something to ease your

pain: So

> most people attempt to say something remotely nice or what they

think is

> comforting: But the fact is, at that moment they could have said

anything,

> or sung the National Anthem and it wouldn't be enough, would it?

You and I

> both, at that moment, Really want them to tell us that they know a

cure, an

> operation, or that they have the power to make everything alright.

So that

> person has lost before they even open their mouth haven't they?

>

> Honestly, If I heard one more person tell me something like, " It

could be

> worse! " , I think I would have died right then, so I went into a

shell and

> stopped talking to people. Not really, but just stopped the

conversations

> about my son and all my troubles. Most people say " How are you! "

never

> meaning to hear the truth, if it is bad. Boy were they shocked when

out

> would come a 20 minute pity party for me and my son. I was not the

happy go

> lucky person they all knew. I noticed them slipping away. Sure they

would

> listen, but you know the eyes when people really care. (Not my best

and

> closest friends of course or family) But mothers at school, etc....

We

> didn't have the fun conversations about kids stuff or sports any

more. I was

> a wreck emotionally and I wasn't helping myself any by informing

the class

> mother about all my sons evaluations and therapy routines. She

didn't really

> care, she is a great lady, but not my close friend. I had to learn,

thank

> God early enough(One year) that I was happier to have those

conversations

> about Pokemon and whatever with people who knew me but were not my

very

> closest friends. It is good for me to talk about something else,

and laugh

> now and then.

>

> Things are much better! I stopped asking God to fix my child, and

to teach

> me how to help him, teach me how to live with being his mother,

teach me how

> to find comfort in those who truly understand me, like you all, and

stop

> being angry at others who said things that didn't help. They were

trying to

> help in the only way they all knew how, I wasn't ready to except

it. I don't

> know if this not all makes sense to anyone, but all I know is that

once I

> asked God to help me except what I couldn't change and work on the

things I

> could, my son got better by having a mother who wasn't on the edge.

And many

> of the things I thought I couldn't be fixed became things I could.

I can

> except is disability much better.

>

> Faith?? It was better than the other option for sure.

>

>

> Here is what I didn't send to the list the first time, because I

thought it

> might sound too religious for some. I believe that everyone has the

right to

> believe what they want, I do not judge that in others, except to

say, that

> it has been my experience that believing in something, anything,

helps you

> to understand you are not alone.

>

> <

of you balancing your time, is this consuming anyone else? Am I

> alone. Sure feel alone a lot. Thank you >>

>

> ,

>

> You are not alone! You are never alone! Even on your worse day, you

are not

> alone! Even when the weight of being a mother of a child with a

disability

> gets you down, you are not alone. God is there right beside you,

watch and

> waiting for you to ask for his help! Ask him to help you take a

break from

> being a mother, even if for only 20 minutes,drive down the road and

get a

> cup of coffee, watch a funny show, whatever... Take a break. Then

ask God to

> help you see the gifts he gives to you each day. They are there,

but through

> your overwhelming days and nights, days after day, you (and I)

forget to

> look, and remember that we are blessed. This child that causes you

such

> worry and such pain, brings you joy and love that you could never

know

> without him. Thank God for him, disability and all, and remind

yourself that

> you are not alone, and even though you forget sometimes, look for

the gifts

> you have not the burden. That alone makes the burden a lighter load.

>

> Besides God you have a lot of mothers and fathers who understand!

The

> internet has proved to be a great gift for my life. I gain so much

from

> sharing with others and helping others learn more about DSI

(Dysfunction of

> Sensory Integration). And I keep learning more everyday.

>

> God is right next to you! Reach out to him!

>

> Blessings,

>

> Laurie Renke

>

>

>