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Meeting Jesus in my son's disability

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In his book, Beyond Loneliness. The Gift of God's Friendship, pastor Trevor Hudson states that from scripture we know that "the unpredictable God can surprise us in all things, in all places, and in all situations... His risen and ascended presence, as the writer to the Ephesians puts it, fills the entire universe." (Eph. 4:10) Nonetheless, he proceeds, "there are some special Gospel addresses where our Divine Friend promises to meet us." (p 74) According to Hudson, the first of these addresses, or places, is Communion. "Indeed, in Holy Communion, Jesus Christ tells us he wants our friendship." (p. 75) While some churches believe the bread and wine in Communion literally become Jesus' body and blood, my church tradition sees them only as symbols pointing to his death, resurrection, and second coming. Therefore I used to approach Communion, or the Lord's Supper as we call it, simply as something we do "in remembrance of him." Pasto

Thank you, doctor.

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I would like to give thanks... To the doctor who eased my worries after my second level 2 ultrasound. For even though he was wrong, I was able to enjoy the rest of my pregnancy. To the doctor who told me the truth---Trisomy 13 CAN BE incompatible with life, but not necessarily. To the doctor/colleague who came to visit me at the hospital after hearing of my son's diagnosis. To the doctor who offered a home visit in case I wanted to avoid coming to the clinic during a difficult time. To the doctor who acknowledged she had assumed my son would die. To the doctor who shed a tear and said she hoped to contribute to his quality of life. To the doctor who always spoke using the future tense, "When Caleb turns 3, 5, 30..." To the same doctor who said not to be surprised if my son needed a kidney transplant by the time he was 15 and then added, "Because when one of my kids needs something, I make sure they get it." To the doctor who has not seen my c