Another encouraging word from Jan Lacher.
Please note how much Jan invests in both the church and in Michael. It isn’t always possible, I know. I’m not even suggesting it is always wise. That’s why every engagement in the church that needs to be different because of disability should be prayed for ‘without ceasing,’ asking and expecting God’s help.
But I love this example of God using this family to guide the hearts of boys. What might God be preparing them for as men?
Here’s Jan’s update:
Here is a little update on Michael’s Wednesday night connection class to encourage you to press on dear brothers and sisters. As you know, we have “mainstreamed” Michael into his class for about three years. Currently, we are in Diane’s (team leader) Wednesday 3/4th grade class. I attend the classes with the Fox to care for him. I typically glean tremendous truths from the rich lessons that are taught. I love seeing Michael’s peers and enjoy interacting with them.
God has done incredible work in the hearts of people to include Michael even when it is hard or uncomfortable.
Last night, before the class, Michael’s teacher, Mr. P asked me if he could call upon Michael and have us place a visual on the poster during the lesson. We are currently studying the Biblical definition of a fool. I raised my eyebrows and agreed on Michael’s behalf to have him “do” it–that is if they can part the Red Sea of chairs to allow us access to the front of the class.
We usually sit in the back of the room. It allows me to come and go with Michael as needed.
The lesson began. At one point, Mr. P called upon Michael to place the visual. The kids gasped–Michael, do it? Some exclaimed, “YEAH, Michael!”
I cautioned Mr. P, as we approached the front, to protect his computer that he uses during the lesson, as Michael would find it fair game to bang on the floor. Mr. P did so.
We made our way forward with Michael’s teacher asking the class, “On which road should the foolish heart be placed?” They answered appropriately. We placed (I placed) the visual on the poster, and I turned to wheel Michael to the back of the room. The boys in the room started to chant, “MICHAEL!” followed by clap, clap, clap; “MICHAEL!” clap, clap, clap. Some of the girls joined in. I was moved by their kindnesses to him. Michael rolled side to side in the wheelchair with excitement. My heart was swollen in gratitude.
I think that when people see how God uses all types of people–people like Michael–they are blessed and are more apt to take a risk and do that which is out of the comfort zone. May God be honored and praised and glorified.
Amen, Jan. And thank you for letting Michael lead us to God.