Category: Navigating This Life

  By Theresa Harvard Johnson Formed in secret,no one saw the dust rise from the earth into His hands,or the burning of the kiln that shaped your land. Not a single soul witnessedthe entering of His breath into your frame,or heard His thoughts toward you whisper, “I am sending you inmy name.” No one saw…

Copyright 2014 Theresa Harvard Johnson

While many people are celebrating 4^th of July, Labor Day, Memorial Day or New Year’s Eve with fireworks, bazookas, gun shots, laser shows and other over stimulating activities, my son JJ is generally up all night vomiting, sweating, shaking in fear and experiencing sheer terror and massive anxiety attacks in the midst of all the “loudness” from festivities in our neighborhood.

Up until our family received the diagnosis of autism concerning him, we were oblivious to its impact and its effects. It is human nature not to concern ourselves with a thing if it doesn’t affect us directly. JJ’s life in God has miraculously changed ours.

Copyright 2012 Theresa Harvard Johnson

 

I am an invisible girl, sitting in an invisible chair;

People walk by me, never noticing that I am there.

They can’t hear my invisible screams as I rise or see me my invisible stand;

and when I reach for an embrace, they slip through my invisible hands.

Copyright 2013 Theresa Harvard Johnson

This article is dedicated to all of those who have had tremendous obstacles to overcome that “seem” to make them strikingly different from others inthe world, and it is for those who love them.

 

Every morning for past the five days, my son Jeriah (whom we affectionately call JJ) has opened the back door, thrown his arms behind himself in a flying motion, pointed his head forward like an eagle in flight and raced out of the back door and through the garage in a swirling, swaying zigzag all the way to the school bus shouting unceasingly, “Mama! I am SUPERman!”

 

This morning, I found myself suddenly unloading tears as I watched him.