Miracles…can I say to you they still happen and God provided one for our family. God is so good. Our twenty-eight year old son, Ben, is autistic with obstinate defiant issues and anger management problems. A few days ago, his aggression, which had been worsening, reached an all time high.
Policemen were called to help control the situation and transport Ben to the hospital Emergency Room in our town. This was a last resort after attempts by my husband to calm him had only brought about an escalation of the situation.
Ben currently lives in a four bed supervised living situation. Over the past several months, it had become increasingly obvious that he needed to be in a more structured environment. Just the day before, my husband and I had participated in a discussion with the director of Ben’s program. We all wholeheartedly agreed the need was evident but SHORT OF A MIRACLE, there were no openings in the foreseeable future for this type of setting. My response was just this, “I pray for that miracle every day.”
Granted, I was hoping the miracle would come nicely wrapped with a pretty bow on it, but God had other plans. The miracle we received arrived nine hours into Ben’s continued meltdown. Door after door for help with this immediate situation had slammed shut. Then, God in His grace reached down and led the people helping us to an open door…the miracle we needed, the miracle I had prayed for. The miracle for which so many people who love us were praying.
You see, my sweet husband handled the situation in the ER without me because he wanted to spare me the stress and the emotional pain. I did the only thing I knew to do..pray and recruit prayer warriors to intervene and pray for Ben, for us and the staff involved. And they did, and God heard, and we love them all for it. God does answer prayers. He is still in the miracle business.
Six hours later, Ben was on his way to a crisis intervention setting for a thirty-day stay…God had made a way. My husband gave God the glory to all who would listen with each manifestation of His presence. During those six hours, I continually updated our prayer warriors, informing them of specific prayer requests.
A chest x-ray was need for Ben’s admission to the crisis center. After the third sedation shot, he finally drifted off to sleep enough that it could be taken. Prayers were precisely prayed for the success of each sedation shot after it was given. Our pastor spent hours in the ER waiting room praying without ceasing. God heard and He granted those requests.
“Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let your petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when God displaces worry at the center of your life.” (Philippians 4: 6-8)
I want you to know that God is there for you every step of the way just as he was and is with our family. He is only a prayer away. Continue to develop the kind of close relationship with Him that enables you to drop to your knees and place your request before him instead of giving into panic and hopelessness. Don’t be afraid to ask specifically for the miracle you need in your life. Recruit prayer warriors. And give God all the praise He deserves. He is faithful! He’s a good, good Father! To God Be the Glory!