Monday night was Aaron’s first night in his new home, and our first night without him in our home. I woke up Tuesday morning, unplugged my phone to take with me, and automatically reached for Aaron’s baby monitor.
Old habits die hard. Fresh tears came quickly. I had been out of bed less than a minute when I was hit full force with the reality that Aaron wasn’t here…that I didn’t need the baby monitor with me to listen for seizures.
Then I checked my phone and saw that I had missed a call from Aaron. His house has a phone, and I hadn’t heard his call. I felt so terrible!
But then he called again and I quickly answered. He sounded good, though tired. He immediately asked when he could come home.
“For a visit?” I asked.
“No,” he answered. “To stay.”
I felt my heart being ripped out again as I told him that he couldn’t stay but that we would see him on Thursday for Meals on Wheels and lunch.
Then he asked if Gary and I could come over to his house that afternoon for a visit. We were leery of visiting so soon, worried that it would upset him and he wouldn’t want us to leave without him.
“Aaron,” I said, “we’re afraid you’ll want to come home with us and you’ll be upset.”
“No,” he insisted, “I won’t ask to come home. Please don’t disappoint me.”
And there went my heart and my tears, which I tried hard to hide from Aaron in my voice.
Gary and I talked about it and prayed about whether we should go see Aaron so soon. We needed to get him a phone, and we would have to show him how to use it, so we made the decision to go and trust the Lord to let it be a good visit.
We pulled up in the driveway and soon Aaron burst out the front door.
“HEY!!” he yelled.
“HEY!!” we yelled back.
Then came hugs and huge smiles and lots of talking. He was so happy to see us and we were the same. Victoria was thrilled to see us, too. She stayed right there with us in Aaron’s room. It was “honey this and honey that” as she talked to Aaron.
The visit was great. Aaron would rush in and out of his room as he talked to the staff.
“My mom said to tell you…” he would tell them.
Or, “My mom wanted to know….”
“No, I didn’t!” I would add.
They’re getting to know Aaron.
As we left, Aaron gave us more hugs but didn’t ask even once if he could come home. Gary and I drove home feeling huge relief and joy. God gave us a very sweet gift yesterday despite our concern.
It felt so good that we didn’t disappoint Aaron.
And even better that God didn’t disappoint us.
This morning in my study of Psalms, I read chapter 6.
“I am weary with my sighing; every night I make my bed swim. I dissolve my couch with my tears. My eye has wasted away with grief….”
“For the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping. The Lord has heard my supplication; the Lord receives my prayer.”
“Prayer doesn’t change things, but prayer lays hold of God Who changes things and Who, in prayer, changes you.” (Dale Davis)
This is such an important truth for those who are believers. Sometimes the biggest change that comes when I pray isn’t that God changes my situation. It’s that He changes ME. As I submit to His will and His plan, even if I can’t see it…or I see it and don’t like it…He honors my trust in Him by giving me incredible peace and strength.
Sometimes our prayers are the sound of weeping. That’s all we can muster.
“God can even make out what your tears long for.” (Dale Davis)
God doesn’t even need our words. He just wants our trust. And as I experience God’s presence and peace, I can’t help but praise Him for that.
I looked out my favorite upstairs window last night. Once again, God didn’t disappoint. His artistry was a beautiful ending to our day.
And the artistry of His peace for us as we see His care for Aaron and His soothing of our broken hearts is also a beautiful thing to see.


A good update! Glad the visit went well!
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Thank you, Rosie! We were so relieved!
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