At this point in our recovery, when we are working so hard to buy and cook whole foods without checmicals, pesticides and all the junk -- it can seem very defeating, and like a step backwards.
This is where and when my faith comes in to action. Action! I am going to believe my child is healing, even when I do not see anything. This is one of those times.
The rest of this week I will describe what it is like to travel with a special needs child, with food allergies and how it affected our group. Clearly, God gave me some supernatural patience last weekend and my memories are mostly happy. I choose to keep the happy memories, that is. Uh - like, why would I want to remember the not-so-good ones? Only to see just how far we have come, that's all - right? And to see how God has provided for us.