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How "Parenthood" Broke Down The Autism Awareness Barrier

I LOVE Parenthood because the writers absolutely do NOT shy away from exploring difficult social issues (eg. racial tensions in mixed families, PTSD and it’s effect on relationships) or even areas like the autism spectrum that haven’t been previously portrayed in television. And it’s brilliantly written!

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We have to realize our mistakes aren’t that powerful. Our mistakes aren’t too big for God. He’s not up in the heavens shaking His head saying, “I never dreamed they would do that. They’ve ruined My plan.” No, God knew every mistake we would ever make. He knew every wrong turn, and He’s already prepared a new route. He already has your detour figured out.

Scripture says that God knows the end from the beginning. If you’ve made some mistakes, the good news is that He has already planned a way to get you back on track! Just come to Him with an open and humble heart. Let Him wash you clean and make you new. Your mistakes aren’t bigger than God. He loves you and has a good plan in store for you!

Today is a cloudy, sorta gloomy, autumn day in Georgia. A day like this would have made me sad a year ago. I love sunshiny days. I love the warmth of summer. I look into a clear blue sky and my heart is full to bursting. A year ago, I’d be mourning the end of summer and dreading the impending cold of fall and winter. Since then though, I’ve lived and I’ve learned important things.

Every day will not be sunny. One day, clouds will fill the sky. The sun will disappear. Sometimes, the thing I’ve been most dreading will happen. And the earth will continue to turn. But the sun won’t come out.

The seasons will change. The leaves will fall. Hell, the skies may fall. Things will die. I will grow. There will come newness of life. It may not be in a warm, sunshiny day. But it will be new. It might feel different and strange at first. Then, there will dawn a crisp, cold morning with a sky so blue it hurts to look at it. My heart will be full to bursting.

There will be surprises. The beauty of a spark rising from the logs crackling in the fireplace will catch my eye and stop my heart for a second. The scent of cinnamon and pine will waft past my nose. The house will fill with the hum of voices, holiday music, tingling warmth. My heart will be full all over again.

To everything there is a time and purpose under heaven. Every day can’t be sunny. Every day can’t be happy. Happiness isn’t the goal; the goal is wholeness. There is beauty in wholeness. There is beauty in the changing of seasons. There is beauty in death. There is beauty in newness of life.

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