Some of you know that we have worked with Liam and his eating. For those who don't know, Liam has a sensitivity to textures and refused to eat much of anything more firm than a puree. We struggled for 5 years, discovered allergies, and challenged Liam. We fought for each new food and tried almost everything that was recommended. We went through therapy, medical checks, and even applied to a super intense program. Nothing seemed to make much difference.
October marked a year since we tried what I had resisted since the beginning. We only offered him solid food. We took away everything comfortable for him. I was more nervous about this simple decision than I had been about any other parenting choice before or since.
And it worked!
Liam now loves chicken in almost all forms, lunch meat, hot dogs, pizza, chips, ice cream, rice crispy treats, and many other things. We have learned a new language of "try" when it comes to food. I have marveled and cried joyful tears over the past year as I watch my son eat.
So many people prayed for him and for us. To see those prayers answered is both humbling and incredible. Years worth of prayers spilling up to heaven. I am neither a patient nor a terribly persistent person, but to see God work so tangibly is a reminder to me that sometimes my answer will come later. The process of persistent prayer works in my soul as an Ebenezer of a faithful God.
