How To Take Action Against Injustice

 

We live in a world where injustice (or perceptions of it) is always in front of our faces, 24/7, flooding our veins with the adrenaline of a fighter with nothing to fight. Even before the internet (oh shush, you young whippersnappers) one of my pet peeves was the well-laid-out and long articles detailing a major problem, that ended with no way for me to contribute to a solution. Today we have our social media accounts to go gripe to, and the amount of shares and likes we receive count as the amount of difference we make in the world. But deep down, we know better.

There’s very little, it seems, that we can do about so many things, while so many things seem to be piling up. Yes, I see that injustice! What can I do? Tell me where to go. I’m ready. But no, we’re little peons with pocketknives for swords.

 

It may surprise you to know that Jesus’ times were full of injustices, too. I mean, slightly surprising. Because Jesus didn’t really talk about it, per say. But where humans exist, atrocities abound, and 33 A.D. was no different. There was sex-trafficking, rape, murder, and infanticide, and the unjustly accused dying. Jesus lived in an occupied country. And while those around him tried to trap him into talking politics on several occasions, He didn’t go for it. He did, however, address it.

 

Blessed are you who are poor, for the Kingdom of God is yours.

Blessed are you who are now hungry, for you will be satisfied.

Blessed are you who are now weeping, for you will laugh.

Blessed are you when people hate you, and when they exclude you and insult you, and denounce your name as evil on account of the Son of Man.

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Luke 6:20-22 (read also 23-26)

 

Jesus came to change hearts, not minds. We should do likewise. Starting with ourselves.

 

But to you who hear I say, love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you… Luke 6:27-28 (read also the rest of the chapter)

 

“Oh, clickbait!” you say. “I wanted a way to take action!” I know. I’m telling you, be patient.

 

Why do you call me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ but do not do what I command? Luke 6:46

 

Jesus came to change hearts, not minds. Arguing on the internet or across the Thanksgiving table with Uncle Joe may be a favorite pastime for some people, but it’s spinning on a hamster wheel, even if you score a few points or some likes. What does it do? Change the heart, and the rest will follow. We have to start with our heart to make it ready, malleable, presentable. That can only be done through constant prayer and connection with our Lord and Savior.

 

Then, “Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might.” Ecclesiastes 9:10

 

We see all the big out there, and want to do big and change big, and stomp all over the small things that are front of us to do. Take care of your family, be kind, pray, get involved with local things.

 

You see, we are coming apart at the seams because we’re the seams. For some of us, whatever little thing in front of us doesn’t seem big enough, and it can get ignored for the desire of a nobler cause. Something falls apart that wasn’t supposed to.

 

So yes, that’s it. I know it seems unsatisfying to some. Read, pray, love, do what’s in front of you, this day, to do. Turn off the internet more often. Goodnight.

 

 

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Homeschooling ASD: joy and patience

I waded into Jaden's toy strewn room, unable to find a clear path. I told him to clean it earlier, and he said he did. 

"Jaden, this is what you call a clean room?" I asked incredulously. 

"I'm sorry, Mom," he replied. "My room looked clean to me. It's because my brain thinks different from yours." 

Aww, baby's first time using Autism as an excuse. I called bull***.  Sorry son, not this time.

We're doing well. Oh I mean we still have our moments where I'm supposed to have the patience of an angel and --- sometimes I don't. 

It's important to try my best as a parent, but I know that somewhere along the line I'll always fail. Like any parent.* I think it's also important to apologize to him when I screw up. Children see their parents as some kind of God-figure, if even if we're being wrong and unreasonable. I mean, they do know that we're being unreasonable, but the greater part of them is saying that we are unreasonable because there's something wrong with them. If I screw up, and I do, I tell him so and apologize. 

*Unless you're Caillou's parents, who never get upset, lose their patience, or raise their voice to more than the joyful twitter of a nightingale. But Jaden likes the show, so I must insert my earbuds and try to endure without growling and mocking them, because he hates it when I do that… 

But we've both been out of sorts lately. Just when I think I've found a good balance with him, it goes awry. Patience is worn thin in this household, and his temper flares up like a forest fire over the slightest thing. I wonder if the seasonal allergies have us wonky. Almost worse to me is how terrible he feels about himself afterwards for losing it. 

I think it's partly because school's "in session." He's very hard on himself, and I spend a lot of time trying to get him to be nicer to himself. There's no one to keep up with and there are no tests to fail. But the smallest mistake can send him over the edge.  

So I'm still trying to find our rhythm. I've read in several places that it can take a good year, so to consider the first year practice. I'll take this as gospel since I don't feel completely stabilized yet. I'm really enjoying it though, and - though the word "school" causes a biological reaction in children that is instinctual, much how like a field mouse knows to run away from a hawk's shadow - Jaden is enjoying it more than he'll admit. Any simple craft is a big hit.  He evens asks to do certain "school" things in the evening, for fun. And since I have a sick obsession with researching everything then attempting to compile it, of course lately it's been all things homeschooling. This time there is way too much of it - too many brilliant ideas, cute crafts, and free worksheets and printables everywhere - and I have to stop myself often. If I can't get it under control I might have to go into rehab. 

But I am also fully faced with the… discrepancies in Jaden's learning. Autism, SPD, and Executive Dysfunction are loudly prevalent. My personalized and pieced together curriculum ranges from preschool work to second grade. I've advanced him in some areas, only to have to fall back again to the beginning. His skills and comprehension are all over the place. Which is why I'm more glad I'm able to do this for him. But if ever I had a doubt of his intelligence (and I did, at times) they've been completely laid to rest in the last 6 months. 

Now, God give me more patience.