“Love allows understanding to dawn, and understanding is precious…”
~John O’Donohue
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Brandon is home for the holiday. It’s a quick visit – he’s been away on a military assignment for months and has two months left to go.
He did the planes, trains and automobiles to get home. The girls and I were to pick him up at the train station.
But Rhema was in meltdown mode. She had been tantrumming in the kitchen for nearly an hour. And now I was asking her to do something outside the normal routine. I just knew I was going to have a hard time getting her shoes and pants on and getting her to the car.
If only I could communicate with her! If only she could understand. I could explain that we’re just going for a ride – she won’t even have to get out of the car.
“Rhema, we’re going bye-bye!”
I reached out to her and she resisted. She grew more upset and moved up the stairs to her room.
This was not going to be pretty.
“Rhema, come on. Let’s go!”
“Rhema, we’re going to go get Daddy!”
What happened next was nothing short of amazing. Her expression changed, she stopped resisting.
She was listening.
I said it again, slowly,
“We’re going to get Daddy, Rhema. We’re going to get Daddy.”
Instantly she stood up and went down the stairs and headed to the garage.
I just stood there for a moment with my mouth open, letting the realization sink in. She understands!!!
Before I could even get her pants and shoes on, she ran out the door, jumped in the car and buckled herself in.
I drove to the train station amazed and overjoyed.
(This is big, y’all, this is bigger than big!)
All of the terms that have been applied to her over the years – auditory processing disorder, “word deafness”, Landau Kleffner syndrome , ‘very little receptive language’ – she ‘d just turned on their heads.
We’ve been getting a sense for some time that she’s understanding language more and more, but it was never so clear, so meaningful as in that moment.
The words I’d said to her were heard and understood! And now they had to come true. It was suddenly so important for to see Brandon get off that train.
Thank the Lord, he did. He went to Rhema right away, and they shared such a sweet reunion.
As they held on to each other, my heart filled. Truly, it felt like waking up.
And I probably sounded silly but I couldn’t stop saying,
“I told you, baby. See? We got Daddy. I told you. I told you.”
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