As a short-term missionary, I work with special needs children at an orphanage in Ledier, Haiti. Though I’m continually learning the culture and language, I still rely on the help of my translator, Michael, to communicate with the children. Michael’s own story is an incredible one, which I’ve shared with permission below. Being visually impaired… Continue reading Michael’s Story-Hope For A Future In Haiti
Why am I always flooding your news feed with Autism Awareness or Anti-Bullying posts? Why be so annoying as to constantly talk about my children’s Special Needs, when your typically developing children obviously have needs as well? Because of THIS… This is the last text message I got from my husband. Messages like this, conversations… Continue reading Access To My Text Messages: The Reality Of A Special Needs Parent
I returned from Haiti four days ago. I’d made the journey to GVCM Orphanage with a list of children tucked in my backpack. Out of over 100 children who live there, these are the kids with known stories of abuse and trauma in their pasts and/or special needs of some kind. My primary goal during… Continue reading Haiti Missions Update: Restoration Begins
A week ago, I found myself sitting on the front steps of GVCM Orphanage in Haiti. The journey to that moment was a blur. I wasn’t sure why God had planned for me to be on that mission trip; I’d simply said yes to His calling. The heat had zapped much of my energy, which… Continue reading Unexpected Assignment: Journey to Haiti
Growing up, my faith was weak. God still used it, what little there was, but I had always wished I could be more bold. Even now, I struggle with coming out of my shell and really speaking up or standing out when I need to. My heart is on fire for Jesus, but putting myself… Continue reading The First To Stand
I admittedly had a very distorted view of all things special needs related before becoming a participant in the journey. When I saw someone with a visible disability, I felt sad. No one taught me that pity shouldn’t be one of the emotions to flow from me in that situation…until I met my children. Becoming… Continue reading From Pity To Passion
