uncertainty – Christy Wilkens

Why perfection is a worthy goal for kids with disabilities

We are all called to perfection, and we are all imperfect, even those of us with typically developing bodies and minds. The perfection we are called to is not flawlessness. It is to complete the work of being perfectly ourselves, to become completely the person God has created us to be.

Litany of the Undiagnosed: A Prayer of Surrender in Uncertainty

Facing a chronic illness with no diagnosis can be a challenging spiritual trial. Use this prayer to ask for Jesus’ accompaniment, as you abandon yourself to his (twisty, winding, difficult) plans for you.

How to manage your special needs grief (without letting it own you)

A couple months ago an unexpected wave of special needs grief hit me like a ton of bricks during Mass. Here’s why, and here’s what I did about it.

Different gifts, same spirit

We evolve as individual beings — not from incompleteness to a finished product, but from one wholeness to another.

The courage to risk failure

That time I took a test for college credit and almost shot myself in the foot out of fear of failure…

#7QT: That time I went to Lourdes and got marching orders. (Twice.)

Sometimes discernment is hard. But sometimes, God just throws up his hands and does it for you. (Twice, if necessary.)

Oscar’s Undiagnosed Story

The saga of our as-yet fruitless search for answers, in honor of Undiagnosed Diseases Day.

How to pray when the answer is already no: A primer

This is not a simplistic “God never closes a door without opening a window” speech. It’s just a reminder that a negative (or absent) response does not have to mean the end of a relationship with God.

To love these days like any other

Staring into the abyss without clinging tightly to the hand of God is a dangerous game. He’s calling me back to his side now. Take my hand, dear daughter. It’s time to cling again.

And so, we deepen

I believe now, in my bones, that God is in control and will order all these scary moments into a beautiful whole, someday.

Don’t I? I think I do. Right?