The group was mostly young women with a few
Older ones like me in the mix.
One mom's story began on a high note as she
Described her unusual courtship.
But then the details spiraled downward.
Both of her sons are autistic and getting
Worse.
A critical mother-in-law casts
Blame on her, and
Her husband is angry with God and
Refuses to go to church.
With each new revelation the misery of the
Situation deepened.
But my compassion heightened.
I switched places so I could sit on the
Love seat beside her and rub her shoulder.
She's asking why.
Why both sons?
Why can't she be accepted?
Why can't she trust God?
I tried to understand, but my
Words of encouragement seemed
Paltry and inadequate.
"Lord, please intervene.
When she hits bottom, may she
Discover that Your arms were
Waiting to catch her and ready to
Lift her up."