2019 brought the most powerful of change to my life and that of my family, such beautiful good news and worth sharing with the world! It's the best news of all ... and it’s not limited to just me or just my family! 

Somewhere between my youngest son’s first and second birthday, something went horribly wrong. He became reactive, anxious, unruly, aggravated, irritable and not-quite-normal. For a long time I couldn’t put my finger on what was happening. I know now that it’s been referred to as the “almost-autism”. He had developed Sensory Processing issues, or like I prefer to say, reactive sensory stuff. 

Many of you know exactly what I mean by that but some of you are in the shoes I wore and may have no real clue as to what the decline in coping actually is within your child. Sensory processing issues (or disorder—SPD) is a thing. And many, many children are dealing with it. As a mother, it grieved me to see my child cringe at sunlight, scream at loud noises, become enraged or spiteful at the mere look of a stranger (or his brother), even if that look was a kind face. My son was no longer living a normal life. Instead of playing at the park with other kids, he stayed by my side with his head down. Our home was filled with chaos and the constant struggle to work at finding the source of the irritation. Yet SPD is not that simple and most often the source of the reaction is completely unknown. It’s nothing specific…and it’s everything. He had chronic stomach issues. He “needed” motion and movement all the time so he rode his scooter in the house back and forth like a speeding bullet. If he went too fast and hit the wall with a knee or elbow, he took no notice of any pain. If he did cry he wouldn’t allow me to wipe his tears. He just kept going. I prayed that God would heal him, if it was His “will”. I hoped. I longed. I wanted my child back. We tried supplements, diet changes, set up “camp” by rearranging our house, schedule and life to accommodate his needs. Nothing worked. 

Then I heard a new teaching one day in December of 2018 and I inclined my ear in a way that only a desperate mother aching for an answer to her child’s reactive sensory illness would. I was hungry. Starving, in fact. What I heard was the start to a LIFE CHANGE for my youngest child, and all of us. The very essence of my story is the total, complete, absolute, miraculous healing of my son. I’m here to tell you God is good. So, so good. And I believe he wants your child healed also. So I’m proclaiming this Good News from the mountaintops! And I want to share our journey and teach you how he was healed in the hope that you too can believe and receive healing, health and wholeness for your child. Your life will never be the same. Dare to imagine! For "we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us," (Romans 8:37).