The first moment I met Michael my heart melted. The difference between him and my other children is that I knew that he would not “be like our other children”. Plain and simple fact, but what happened after adopting Michael is the real miracle.
We said “yes” to Michael after being told that most of his brain isn’t functioning. That he has barely learned to crawl, can sit up (very slouched), he may never be able to eat normal food, he may never learn to walk, he may never know how to communicate, and this is a very short list of the "he may nevers".
That can be more than intimidating. That can be enough to make you run for the hills. I mean what will he be able to do?
This is where the miracle happened. It didn’t matter!
When Michael came home none of that seemed to matter. At first when the kids snuggled and loved Michael I was fully expecting that this would last for a while, but would they love him as he got older? Would I love him as much as he gets older and isn’t a baby anymore? Would our feelings change?
He doesn’t care that he can’t run, but he is lightning fast crawling. He doesn’t care that he can’t reply with full sentences, but he can tell you in an instant if he wants more, or if he is happy, or if he is upset which are all things he has learned. He doesn’t care that he may not be able to understand everything you say, but you can bet he understands a lot more than you know. Proven true by his ability to follow commands and sentences spoken when we didn’t think “he knew”.
The number of times he has blessed us is immeasurable. The number of times we have cheered him on thinking we were encouraging him, and yet our hearts were the ones encouraged! The number of times we have felt down about what we are going through that Michael simply doesn’t seem to care about. In his mind you are amazing every single day. When you feel at your lowest Michael seems to remind you of who you really are in Christ. That is the true miracle of Michael.