13 Years ago today, my 3rd son was born. I didn’t know it at the time, but I gave birth to the sweetest child in the world that day. Dylan Ross Taylor is my child who possesses a great amount of love for others, a smile to share daily, sensitivity towards others, a loyal disposition, and a heart of gold. This is all true. If I had to say anything negative about him, it would be that he carries others’ burdens way heavier than a boy his age should. Well that and he’s a bit unorganized and easily distracted. Proverbs 3:5-6 are his life verses that we taught him when he was little as he has grown they have always seemed to fit. Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him and he will make your paths straight. (NIV) (used purple because that is his favorite color) Even at his young age, he relies on these verses, a promise from God that when we trust Him and not ourselves, He will provide direction.
If you are visiting my blog today via the Proverbs 31 Devotions, thank you for popping over. I’m glad you are here.
It is totally a coincidence that my devotion is running on Dylan’s birthday. Well a coincidence to me, not to God. In my devotion I wrote about how God is enough…enough to provide for and get us through any and all situations. His Word gives us that reassurance. His Words give us the comfort and security we need. Dylan has also found comfort and security from God’s Word as well as the words people have spoken and prayed in his life. Let me explain.
Dylan was diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder when he was in the 1st grade. Now some of you may think that’s way too young to be given a diagnosis like that, but for my husband and I, it answered many questions. Like, why did our son cry for hours after being disciplined (simple discipline like getting a card pulled at school)? Why did he remain visibly upset after hearing the alarm during a routine fire drill at school or seeing a bee in the backyard at home? Why did he worry so much about problems that weren’t his own? Why did he have acid reflux so often and there was no physical reason for it? Why did he perform well on tests with no time limit but bomb on tests with a time limit? Anxiety. And with his diagnosis came education and knowledge on how to best treat it and help Dylan. He began taking medication, which helped a great deal. We also learned how to adjust various other factors in Dylan’s life. Two things provided Dylan great comfort. One was that his mom’s friends were praying for him. The other was God’s Word.
When Dylan was 9 years old, he had to have a lot of lab work done involving needles and the drawing of blood. Anxiety disorders and needles don’t go well together in case you are wondering. He practically hyperventilated just hearing what would be done to him. His breathing became short and he went into panic mode just listening to the doctor explain what needed to be done. Since we had been working with Dylan on speaking up for what he needed, he decided this was a good time to put that into practice and I’ll never forget it. He said,”Can we please wait 1 week to do this lab work please?” The doctor asked, “Why?” To which Dylan replied, “I’d like to get my mom’s friends to pray for me.” The doctor replied with an absolute, “Certainly, that’s a great idea.” We got home and Dylan said to me, “Mom, if you will get all of your praying friends to please pray for me to be brave and unafraid, I know it will work.” So of course, I did. And let me tell you what my sweet praying friends did. They did pray for him, but not only that, they emailed letters to Dylan sharing with him their exact prayers and their words of encouragement. Dylan believed them and he believed in the power of prayer. He believed that God heard these prayers and a week later, we went to the lab. When it was time, I could tell Dylan was nervous, but he kept saying, “God is with me and will get me through this. Trust the Lord with all my heart…” At that moment he needed to decide, Is God enough to get me through this. He obviously decided Yes. The nurse stuck the needle in his arm and the blood was drawn. 5 viles full. When it was over, Dylan exclaimed, “That’s it? It’s over? The prayers worked!”
Don’t you just love that story? I do. I printed all of those prayers from my friends. We still look at them today. They are Dylan’s (and mine) reminder that God is faithful.
I know many of you (me included) have experienced or are experiencing circumstances that leave you distraught, afraid, or uneasy. Life is hard and often our only real choice is to trust God with all our heart and rely on Him. That alone is enough and I pray that you believe and trust in that. God is enough.
In honor of Dylan’s 13th birthday, if you leave a comment, I will pray Dylan’s verses for you by name today. Have a great day and thanks again for stopping by. Love and blessings! <3