“It feels like today I know
It feels like today I’m sure
It’s the one thing that’s missin’
The one thing I’m wishin’
Life’s sacred blessin’ and then
It feels like today
Feels like today”
About six weeks ago, a few autism mamas and I started a Bible study. It has been such a blessing in my life. Recently, in an effort to know how to better pray for one another, we began sharing a “High” and a “Low” from the week.
I’m so psyched about my “High” that I wanted to post it here, too.
Rhema’s daily communication log from school always details (among other things) her behavior for the day. Categories under the behavior profile include Tantrum, Self-Injury, Aggression and Non-Compliance. Thankfully, Rhema’s not all that into self-injury. Oh, she’s dabbled. But that heart-rending phase was short-lived. Thank you, Lord.
As for Tantrum, Aggression and Non-Compliance? Let’s just say she’s a repeat offender.
Since the beginning of time (well, not that long), I have been hoping for a “Perfect Behavior Day” – one in which she did not engage in any challenging behaviors. The school staff has been rooting along with me.
Everyday, as soon as she gets home, I eagerly open her backpack to see if today might be the day. Usually, the daily log reports a very imperfect day.
Initially it was hard for me to realize that my kid was not the star student of her special needs school… I mean, I ALWAYS got an “A” in conduct when I was in school!
But now I wonder if someone – like God - were writing up my behavior profile every day if I would ever have a “perfect” day… Nope. Never. Some tantrums here and there. A little “aggression” towards the husband and the laundry. Some self-injury in the form of over-consumption of refined sugars (be quiet, Brandon!) and guilt… and pride… and fear… (Lord, help me to better.) Tons of non-compliance.
(Considering these imperfections, the great apostle Paul is a great comfort: “Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead.” Phil. 3:12-13)
Anyway, I was beginning to think the perfect day for Rhema would never come.
But last week I was shocked to see this:
Friends, this one’s going on the refrigerator, in the scrapbooks, on the mantle, in the Christmas cards…
And now for the icing on the cake.
IT HAPPENED TWO DAYS IN A ROW!
Oh, how I love a perfect day. 8)