When a difficult challenge arises for someone I love, more often than not, I launch right into problem-solving mode.
When my oldest son was officially diagnosed with hearing loss, I immediately started working on an action plan. I got him fitted with hearing aids and made regular appointments for both speech and occupational therapies. I started actively learning sign language, just in case. I joined all the social media groups for parents of children with hearing loss. I read about deaf culture and watched all the shows that prominently featured deaf actors. I was determined that nothing was going to stand in the way of my son having full access to this world.
When I discover that someone I love, especially one of my children, is facing an unexpected challenge, I move quickly to help my loved one get everything needed to navigate, if not overcome, it. Advocating for and supporting someone is not necessarily a bad practice. But more often than not, in my haste to get to work, I skip an important first step, a step Jesus illustrates well.
In the Gospel of John, we read about the time Jesus was called to the home of his friends
