As I begin to pack for our Fall Student Retreat, I am checking the weather to see if I need to pack long sleeves, washing the last load of laundry to make sure that the boys have enough clean jeans, and wondering whether or not we should take their scooters.
What I am not doing is running to the grocery store to purchase special snacks for Aidan. I am not spending the day in the kitchen preparing special meals to take in a cooler.
Because this summer, God healed Aidan.
You hold my every moment
You calm my raging seas
You walk with me through fire
And heal all my disease…
You may remember the post I wrote back in January, where I shared about Aidan’s food issues and the desperation I was feeling. Around the time I started Aidan on solid foods, he began struggling with digestion and bowel issues that only worsened in his later 2′s and early 3′s. This past April, he was so ill for 4 days that I almost took him to the ER. I was convinced it was a gluten allergy, but the tests were negative. Then I began to worry that it might be something more severe, and had researched and found several conditions that seemed to fit his symptoms, and would probably require surgery. I had spent much of the last two years worried about Aidan, crying over his pain, and praying that God would heal my baby. Early this year, I wept in church over Aidan, feeling hopeless and desperate, and a sweet friend of mine prayed with me, believing with me that God would heal his little body.
I trust in You
I trust in You…
This past spring and early summer, I had him on the strictest diet he had ever been on, and I remember being so worried as I was packing for four weeks of summer camp, wondering how in the world we would make it without a kitchen. I packed a lot of special snacks and made many trips into town to stock our mini-fridge with grilled chicken, cheese sticks, and yogurts.
One of Jack’s favorite things about summer camp is the canteen. It is the one time of year, that I allow him to indulge in candy and slushies. But the canteen had always posed a problem for Aidan. I tried to buy safe treat alternatives for him, but it’s hard to convince a 3 year old that natural fruit leather is equal to a Reese’s Cup. He enjoyed Sprite for a treat, and against my better judgement, I allowed him to have some plain Lay’s potato chips, even though they had bothered him in the past. But he ate them and had no problems afterwards.
One evening at dinner in the camp cafeteria, he got a hold of some chicken with breading and ate several bites before anyone noticed, but once again, he had no problems afterwards.
I didn’t want to do too much experimentation at camp, but when we arrived back home, I began to slowly introduce “regular” foods into his diet.
And I am happy to say that he now enjoys the same foods as the rest of the family.
No more special meals and snacks.
No more avoiding certain dinners or restaurants.
No more packing grilled chicken breast in a cooler.
God healed Aidan.
I believe You’re my healer
I believe You are all I need
Six months ago, certain foods would cause him to spend days in the bathroom, crying out in pain. Now, when he need to go to the bathroom, he is finished in less than five minutes, and has no pain or problems whatsoever.
And when he comes out of the bathroom, we say, “Praise the Lord! God healed you Aidan!”
And we continue to say it. We continue to thank God for healing Aidan. And Aidan knows that God healed him. Aidan recognizes God as His healer. Every time one of his scrapes or scratches heal up, he boldly declares that God has healed it.
His child-like faith is strong.
So if you walk into my kitchen, you will see a chalkboard where we keep a list of the things we are thanking God for and the things we are continuing to pray for, and always on the top of that list is written “We thank God for healing Aidan’s booty.” And while some may find that statement strange, our little family knows that those few words mean so very much.
Nothing is impossible for You
Nothing is impossible
You hold my world in Your hands
A few Wednesday nights ago at church, I was teaching the kids about Jesus healing the blind man. In the story, the Pharisees are interrogating him about his healing. First, not believing that he was the same person, but maybe just a look-alike and then desperately wanted a logical explanation of how he could now see. They were so caught up in their debating on whether or not Jesus was a sinner who broke the law by healing on the Sabbath, or the Son of God with the power to heal. But the healed man’s answer was simple…
“Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!” John 9:25
So while some may try to find a more logical explanation for what happened to Aidan, all I can say is that once, majority of foods caused him great pain and suffering, and now he can eat chicken tenders and french fries with a big smile on his face.
My only explanation…
Jehovah-Rapha: The LORD Who Heals
So now that I have publicly testified of Aidan’s healing, I’m off to finish packing for the retreat.
Clothes, PJ’s, Scooters – Check
Special Food & Snacks for Aidan – No longer necessary