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  • The Search for a Sitter (Part 1)

    Serving in the United States Air Force, we did some traveling.  We were stationed in Greece when Floyd (my husband) received a letter from Obe (pronounced OH-bee) Hokanson, a missionary friend of ours who was serving the Lord at Aviano Air Base in Italy.  He wrote, “I’m arranging a sight-seeing trip to Israel.  Come and go with us.”  The trip was for two weeks. He didn’t have to invite twice. …

  • A Critical Situation

    In August, 1998, two months before Michelle’s 14th birthday, we witnessed God’s intervening power on a situation totally beyond our control.  At that time, our daughter had just about reached her peak maturity level, which was approximately seven-years-old.  Even then, I’m not sure she was thinking on the maturity level of a child that old. Apparently, Michelle had developed a headache.  Looking for some “headache medicine,” she found a bottle…

  • God’s Ways

    Isaiah 55:8 says, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD.”  God’s ways are not our ways, so we don’t always understand why things happen the way they do. In June of 1994, Floyd landed in the hospital on the verge of a massive heart attack.  After a series of tests, they did an angioplasty on him, which opened a blocked artery,…

  • Are You Normal?

    My daughter, Michelle, was born with Williams syndrome, a genetic disorder that manifests itself through developmental delays, mental retardation, over friendliness to strangers, heart and blood vessel abnormalities… One day, Michelle and I were walking through the neighborhood talking when out of the clear blue she said to me, “Mom, I wish I were normal; like you?”  That statement caught me by surprise, because I’d never considered myself “normal.”  (I…

  • One Opportunity, Gone in a Flash

    My daughter, Michelle, could be an incredible challenge.  She had graduated high school, but with her disability she wasn’t working, so she was home all the time.  And  she was becoming increasingly difficult to watch.   She needed a good amount of supervision because she frequently sought a way to get admitted to the hospital.   She always managed to get the police or fire department to our house, and she…

  • The Problem Started with Bus 19

    I work as a bus monitor for a bus company that is contracted to provide services for the Head Start program.   The Head Start program is a government run preschool, so we shuttle small children to school.  Most of the children are four or five years old, but we do have some three year olds.  Youngsters that age need some active adult supervision, someone to keep peace between the children,…