I want to share something clearly — and from a place of deep peace.
As a family, we believe that God has already healed August.
Not “maybe someday.”
Not “if everything lines up perfectly.”
Not “if therapy works hard enough.”
We believe it is done.
And right now, we are walking patiently and faithfully as we wait for that healing to manifest physically.
That doesn’t mean the journey isn’t real.
We still sit in evaluations.
We still attend therapy.
We still navigate meltdowns.
We still have hard days.
We feel them.
But we walk through them anchored in something steady.
August’s diagnosis did not surprise God.
Autism is not stronger than the name of Jesus.
And this story is not over.
There are days when our faith feels bold and immovable.
There are days when it feels quiet and whispered.
Both count.
We are not pretending the road is easy.
We are choosing to trust the One who walks it with us.
We believe August will be fully restored to health.
We believe God is going to use him in a mighty, powerful way.
We believe his life will point people to the Lord.
We know not everyone will understand this kind of faith, and that’s okay — this is simply where the Lord has anchored our hearts.
And while we wait, we praise.
We praise God for:
• The progress we’ve already seen
• The growth that is happening
• The strength in our marriage
• The compassion growing in our family
• The faith that has deepened in the waiting
This blog is not just about autism parenting.
It is a record of what God is doing — in August, and in us.
Every therapy session.
Every breakthrough.
Every hard moment.
Every answered prayer.
This is our testimony unfolding in real time.
We don’t know the timeline.
We don’t know the method.
But we know the Healer.
And until the fullness of that healing is visible, we will keep showing up.
We will keep advocating.
We will keep praying.
We will keep praising.
To God be the glory — in the waiting, and in the restoration.
August, Always 