Today I stood in front of the "Child with Special Needs" section at Barnes and Noble. I scanned the section for anything new. This section is somewhat familiar to me, as I regularly patronize it. I found books related to some of my precious Joy's needs. Still, no book written that truly describes my Joy - and once again, I felt alone.
I kind of hate alone. Alone conjours up fear. I kind of hate fear. Interestingly, every verse in the Bible I've read regarding fear tells me not to fear because "I am with you." The Great I AM is with me. So...I am not alone.
A wise friend once told me, "there is nothing like walking through a trial alone with only your husband and God." Wise, true words.