(reposted from our blog on our church social network) Going into church this morning, there was a HUGE bug laying beside the curb as we stepped on the sidewalk in front of the church. Normally my…

(reposted from our blog on our church social network)

Going into church this morning, there was a HUGE bug laying beside the curb as we stepped on the sidewalk in front of the church. Normally my daughter, would have wanted to pick it up and put it in her pocket to bring it home with her. But for some reason, THIS bug caused her such anxiety that we barely made it up the church steps, much less into the church.

What was it about this bug that was so different? Was it that it was 2" long and brownish black in color? I doubt it, because she has chased me with bugs far uglier than this particular bug before. Was it that it was dead? Doubt that too. We've had about 200 funerals for every type of bug you can imagine from ants to fly's to box elder bugs to beetles.

So it wasn't really about the BUG in the road that threw my precious little girl into a panic today. It was another beast that is ever present, we just never know what will be the trigger. Its called F.A.S.D.- Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder. FASD is caused when a pregnant woman consumes alcohol. The effects last a lifetime for the unborn baby. They manifest in many ways.
Today it was a dead bug in the road- the proverbial "bump" in the road of life for my child whose life is for ever affected by the choice of her birth mother to drink while she carried my baby.

Some days it will be a bug, or the sun or a noise, or the wind, or nothing we can even name that is so frightening to her that she can't even speak. She stands and trembles and whimpers and cries because she can't put a voice to what she is frightened of. But there are two things that she always remembers. No matter how scary "IT" is, Jesus and Momma are always with her. And together there is nothing they can't handle.