Tuesday, October 07, 2008

  • The Prayers of a Special Needs Child

    Guest post from Sandcastles

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    When your special-needs child has a condition which affects the brain, thought or communication process, it is a natural thing to wonder what "gets through".

    Whenever I pray, I ask God to give both Dani and me the words and understanding we need to communicate well. I want to know my daughter's heart and be able to tell when she has enough understanding to explain our spiritual beliefs to her. And I guard very carefully against giving her the wrong ideas about things. It takes a lot of patience and can be time consuming, but what is more important?

    Dani is into the "Littlest Pet Shop". She never tires of them. Her favorite thing is to act out scenarios and sometimes she uses them to communicate. It works so well, I've incorporated the toys into her schooling; enacting history, discussing feelings, etc.

    One morning I was saying my prayers, lying prone (which I don't usually do). Dani woke up and asked what I was doing. I told her I was praying and she looked skeptical, so I explained that sometimes, when the prayer is very important, I lie on my face to pray. She seemed to take the explanation in stride and I forgot about it. I figured she did too.

    A few days ago, I bought some crafts to do with the girls. Lisa thought it was cute and wanted to be in on the fun. So I told Dani not to touch the things because we were waiting for Lisa.

    This morning I walked in the bedroom and saw her playing with some of the unfinished wood forms. I told her that since the temptation of having the things within reach was too much for her to deal with, I'd have to take them away where she couldn't see or reach them. She became upset and kept saying, "It wasn't me! It wasn't me!" Then we had a little discussion about telling the truth. She looked rebellious but didn't say anything else on the matter.

    A little while later, I walked into the room to see the 30 or so Littlest Pet Shop figures face down on her little playtable. Thinking she was enacting some war scene (or worse) I asked her what she was doing. She looked at me and said, "They're praying 'I'm sorry.'" Then she got down on the floor and imitated their position. After a minute or so, she got up and looked at me expectantly and said "I'm sorry, Mom."

    "Do you mean you're sorry for disobeying me?", I asked.
    "Yes." She replied. "And I lied." She seemed to hesitate. Her eyes opened wide. "It's a very im-poor-tant prayer."

    She never ceases to amaze me.

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