Adventures In Faith
My husband and I were traveling to visit my grandparents in Florida. We were leaving from our small Richmond airport. We always look around for people we may know or recognize even when in larger airports, because you never know who else is on the go. I did not recognize anyone around our terminal, but recognized a very familiar sound. I turned to my husband and said, “That’s J!”. He was surprised that I could recognize a child by the sounds and his voice in this busy airport….
Written by Naomi Brubaker
What feels like a very long time ago, I was in a unique situation. It was an opportunity for me to be used by God as a means to bring peace and comfort to a whole family without me even realizing it. My husband and I were traveling to visit my grandparents in Florida. We were leaving from our small Richmond airport. We always look around for people we may know or recognize even when in larger airports, because you never know who else is on the go. I did not recognize anyone around our terminal, but recognized a very familiar sound. I turned to my husband and said, “That’s J!”. He was surprised that I could recognize a child by the sounds and his voice in this busy airport.
I spotted them in the terminal seating area and went over to introduce myself. I taught at this boy’s small private school for kids with autism in another classroom. The whole family was traveling to Florida for an experimental trial and then of course Disney. They were nervous and so was J. I could tell by the sounds he was making that he was teetering on the edge of a meltdown in the middle of the airport. I feared what a small space of the airplane would feel like for him. I told the family that if they needed any help while on the plane to come find me and I gave them my seat/row number.
We all boarded the plane, J and his family were close to the front on the plane, while my husband and I were towards the back. Not long after taking off, the seatbelt light clicked off and almost immediately J’s sister was at my row. Out of breath, she quickly said, “Were you serious about helping us?” I kindly said “Yes” and left my husband to see how I could be of any support to this family. When I got to J’s row, his mom was sitting next to him trying to calm him down. The look of panic was replaced with relief when she saw me standing there willing to help. She simply said “I just don’t know what to do.” I told her it was totally fine and she could sit with my husband if she wanted to during the flight. She passed over the reins of her intricate boy and bag of goldfish and breathed a timid breath as she walked back to my old seat.
J and I settled in for an exciting 2 hour ride to the Orlando airport. I used lots of distraction techniques to help him stay seated in the small confines of his seat. I helped him use the tiny bathroom with the VERY loud toilet and wash his hands in a sink unlike any he had used before. We ordered drinks and snacks and talked about what it was like to be in the clouds. There were moments when I thought I was going to have a bad situation on my hands, and then we recovered into a safe space. It really tested my ability to remain calm and loving to him in this environment packed with people. We landed in Florida and got off the plane and we all reunited in the terminal space, me with my husband and J with his family. They asked when my return flight was so we could travel together on the way back. It felt so good to be able to care for this family during the stress of traveling. It is a plane ride I will never forget.
I am so proud of this family’s bravery to ask for help. There are so many times I am hesitant to ask for help because I don’t want my own weakness exposed, especially when it comes to my parenting. 2 Corinthians 12:19 says exactly this- "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. “
I honor this family's ability to recognize their needs and their limits while still stepping out of their comfort zone to travel and stretch themselves.
Psalm 16:5-6 says, “Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup, you make my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.” God has given us limits for our good and we must recognize and honor them.
This family trusted God would provide and they trusted me, a complete stranger. This trust allowed them to widen the circle of care not only for their son, but for their whole family. They kept their eyes open to what God’s provision would look like and acted when they needed. The family stuck together and supported each other in this challenging circumstance. Rather than blaming or feeling guilty, they celebrated the fact they could receive help.
Now as a mother, traveling feels as exhausting as it must have for this family…it feels scary too. Will I be able to provide for the needs of my family when we step away from our systems, structure, predictability and comforts of our home? The answer is unfortunately “no”, I will not be able to provide and protect as I typically do, but God will. Not only that, leaving the comfort zone and relying on God brings growth, family unity and adventure.
So, plan for God to step in where you know you will not be enough and be ready when He brings unlikely answers to your needs.
Written by Naomi Brubaker
Naomi is a mom of 3 girls ages 7, 5, and 2. Her oldest daughter is diagnosed with ADHD and a visual processing disorder. Her family lives in Richmond Virginia where Naomi leads the special needs ministry at their church. Her background in special education and ability to understand parents from her experiences with her daughter give her a unique perspective in her role at the church. Naomi loves to run, sew and take walks with her husband with any free time she has.
Making Memories Where We Are
Travel. Wait, what does that word even mean? It’s been so long since I’ve traveled I almost can’t remember our last real pack a suitcase vacation. I bet a lot of us feel that way after the year that has just passed…
Written by BreAnn Tassone
Travel. Wait, what does that word even mean? It’s been so long since I’ve traveled I almost can’t remember our last real pack a suitcase vacation. I bet a lot of us feel that way after the year that has just passed. Many families have been home and kind of grounded from travel. If they have traveled it’s been mostly with the members of their household. As I watched how people were affected by that and how they responded to having to stay home rather than travel or forego the multi-family beach house, it got me thinking. I started thinking about how it didn’t feel all that different to me. I thought about how I’ve been watching families experience travel and vacations from the pages of my social media accounts for years, while seated on the same couch cushion of my sofa. It dawned on me that this past year gave other families just a taste of how families like mine often function.
Every member of my immediate family loves to visit and explore new places. There are various reasons that our opportunities to vacation have virtually come to a standstill, one of them being finances. The cost of therapies and such can add up, and really do a number on your disposable income. Another reason is that certain invitations to travel that were once there, are no longer there. None of the reasons, though, are the needs of our exceptional child directly. Our family could easily accommodate those. Families in our position know how to make the correct arrangements and preparations.
If this is your situation, please know that you are not at all alone. For our family, regardless of these hurdles, we were determined to still get out there and experience wonderful times outside of our home. We’ve really found great ways to work around the obstacles and continue to see new places and find what we like to call “adventures''. Our adventures consist of day trips doing anything we can find with the one requirement of being back home by bedtime. I’ve become our resident adventure planner, and my family has come to depend on these day trips. So much so, that the first thing I’m asked on a Friday afternoon is, “Where is our adventure this weekend, Mom?”
They may not be the same as a week in some fancy resort, but our little day trips have really added to our life experience. You don’t have to miss out on getting away, just because of your family's differences. It can just look different. We’ve visited landmarks and historical spots that I never knew about. We’ve had beautiful days in state parks and on the beach. We even found an app that guided us through a driving tour of Washington DC! I do my best to plan every detail, so I can pack our minivan chock full of anything and everything we will need for the day. With certain food restrictions among us, and special diets, I stock the backseat with a cooler full of approved, but exciting, choices for snacks and meals. We really make a pretty big deal out of these trips. I tuck in special blankets and use fun pillowcases, to help make that van seat cozier than just a typical weekday trip to the grocery store.
I think it all boils down to finding the joy right where we are. I don’t mean physically, but more where we have found ourselves right now in life. Travel does not need to be extravagant to be memorable. Sure, it may be a while before we’re planning our family adventure to DisneyWorld. In the meantime, though, I can’t think of anything more joyful than the look on my children’s faces as they hop into that loaded up Honda Odyssey bound for a day spent discovering and making beautiful memories.
Written by BreAnn Tassone