tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23902811.post7534375296390547274..comments2023-08-21T05:32:27.817-07:00Comments on Mom's Night Out: I Have a Confession. . .Kathy Rainwaterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06773509971896952850noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23902811.post-26582505986417791792009-10-31T12:46:01.964-07:002009-10-31T12:46:01.964-07:00You are right, Tracy - the big issue for me has a...You are right, Tracy - the big issue for me has always been a decision between attending church as a family, with everyone getting some sort of spiritual instruction/time in worship, or finding someone to watch my "special" kids while I go to church by myself...not something I am willing to do. <br /><br />But God is faithful. I know something will work out eventually!Kathy Rainwaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06773509971896952850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23902811.post-40184860583782496352009-10-29T18:02:22.550-07:002009-10-29T18:02:22.550-07:00My heart goes out to you Kathy as I'm reading ...My heart goes out to you Kathy as I'm reading this. I know how it feels for me when I've not be able to connect; and it's an aching alone-ness.<br /><br />You and "Jay-n-Heidi" bring up a very relevant need in churches today for Sunday school classes for special needs folks. When I was in my 20s & 30s I worked with developmentally disabled adults and adored working with that population. The large church I grew up in had a Sunday school class for developmentally disabled adults but they did not have anything for children. I remember this one family that had a very low functioning developmentally delayed daughter; she was so cute. Several of us in the high school and college department volunteered to watch her on Sundays so the family could go to the service and relax; she was a very, very active little girl. I went away to college and heard that as the people who had volunteered left or got involved in other things, no new volunteers stepped up; so that family did not have anyone to watch their daughter. The thing is, when you have a special needs child they typically require so much energy that you especially need to time just to be able to sit and reflect during the service.Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15692160455833039396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23902811.post-33175356178214500802009-10-26T22:49:26.526-07:002009-10-26T22:49:26.526-07:00That is sad that you cannot find an accepting chur...That is sad that you cannot find an accepting church. You would like ours I think, no one minds a bit of noise here, and we have wheelchair access ramps because I few past members (who moved out of town) used to be in wheel chairs.<br /><br />I hope that you find the place you are looking for!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23902811.post-74923875670650206892009-10-25T17:08:37.752-07:002009-10-25T17:08:37.752-07:00Hey sweetie - how is it like God to have us hook u...Hey sweetie - how is it like God to have us hook up right after I post that? I hate not going - feel like a hypocrite, but I can't go by myself and leave him home...<br /><br />I'd love to meet your little man sometime!Kathy Rainwaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06773509971896952850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23902811.post-21884506700078376562009-10-25T13:55:17.368-07:002009-10-25T13:55:17.368-07:00So...speaking of confessions. I didn't go to ...So...speaking of confessions. I didn't go to church for almost 4 years because of Donovan. Sure we tried a few times. One time on Easter Sunday we went to a church and kept him with us in the sanctuary. We sat in the "stroller parking" section of the church and parked his wheelchair. It was towards the back of the sanctuary and we figured it would be okay. Towards the end of the service we were asked to take Donovan outside because he was making too much noise. We never went back there. Its difficult when you have a child who is 10 years old but mentally 1 and wears diapers. People I guess just aren't comfortable with that. I have to remind myself that although my eyes have been opened because I have Donovan's other peoples haven't, they just aren't comfortable. It is sad though because the one place where you want to feel accepted is church. We are currently going to a church where Donovan goes to the nursery which works for him because that is where he is at mentally. But I know that those days are numbered. He can't still go to the nursery when he is 20 and his uncontrollable laughter and funny noises make it disrupting in the sanctuary. There is a need for churches for special needs families and I will continue to pray that with acceptance they will be start to pop up. Until then, I keep my faith and remind myself that God chose me to be the parent of Donovan for a reason...because He knew I could handle it and He also knew that we needed Donovan as much as he needed us. I won't try to say anything to make it better because there is nothing to be said. It just sucks, but just know that you aren't alone. <br /><br />HiediHigh-Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13086052786982034963noreply@blogger.com