Noah

This is Noah.

Noah means “comfort, peace, rest.” We gave Noah his name because those words reflect how we live when we trust Jesus Christ with our lives, even in the midst of struggle, hardship, and chaos. Noah’s middle name, Evan, means “young warrior.” Although it seems ironic, it’s fitting, nonetheless. Even with autism.

He just turned 13 in September. Can’t believe we now have a teenager! It is just a number, right? Noah and I are very much a like. Maybe that’s why I learn so much from this little gentleman. .

This boy is one of the bravest people I know. Noah faces his fears until his fear is gone. He used to be afraid of heights. This carnival ride still scares him, but that doesn’t stop him from experiencing life to the fullest!

He has a style that’s all his own.

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Noah has the best faces! Maybe you’ll  recognize some of them!

He’s a mama’s boy, and there ain’t nothin’ wrong with that!

Noah loves his brother, Judah!

And everybody loves Dad!

Noah likes propinquity. He likes his family around. Everyone has to be in their perspective places at bedtime, even the animals. Noah’s love language is “quality time.” Just spend time with him. Sit with him. No words need to be exchanged.

He’s a caretaker. When I have a migraine and I’m curled up on the couch with a sleep mask over my eyes, he covers me with a blanket and says, “Mommy, lie down. Close your eyes.” Every few minutes, I feel a soft pat on my shoulder as he adjusts my blanket up under my chin. Such a gentle, tender heart.

He loves little creatures: kitties, ducklings, all little animals. Most of all, Noah loves babies!

Noah Likes…

Noah doesn’t see disabilities; he sees people. People are his friends.

Volunteer Archer with my son, Noah

Noah and Archer

He perseveres with determination, even if he’s the last one to the finish line.

 I’m so proud of my Noah-boy!

Thank You, LORD, for Noah.