After they’d arrived back home, and had put Spencer to bed, Sandy sat with Ben who was preparing for Monday’s lessons at work. She broached his experiences in school first to learn more about how he struggled. Ben shared his difficulty with language. He said I thought you knew since I still have some weaknesses. Sandy honestly hadn’t put much thought to it; she’d just been helpful to her love. When Ben had shared without emotion about his own problems, she felt much more comfortable with sharing what she’d learned about Spencer. Sandy told Ben about her conversation with Spencer’s teacher. She asked him if he’d noticed the change in Spencer too?
Shawna understood in running what it meant to endure, to keep going, to be steadfast till the end. She just did not have same endurance in school. Her reading was slow, and laborious. It was a drudgery with seemingly no purpose. Just the opposite of her running. This conflict was difficult for Shawna to manage, she tried everything to bring her reading up to speed. But it was not like running where a change in pace or strategy could make a difference fairly quickly. All the things she tried seemed to make no real difference; this made Shawna furious and anxious about herself.
James’s writing assignment was open-ended in terms of theme, and structure. Students had plenty of leeways to take it in any direction. James had recently spent some time in a bible study which had focused on Galatians, and specifically chapter four. James was drawn to verse twenty-eight of that chapter which suggests we are children of promise. James wanted to use this to compose an essay, which would argue that dyslexia was not a disqualifying for being a child of promise.
After supper, I went to do my homework and finally got ready for bed. I was really very tired from my work shift. As I got into bed. My usual prayers for family and friends turned to work. I prayed for wisdom and grace at work. That I would learn and show competence. My fear inside was that I would fail and be embarrassed at work, or fired. After praying, I was quickly falling asleep, and I heard a tiny voice say, “You are competent.” My eyes shot open, I scanned the room for a figure or source for the voice. There was none to be found. I laid awake for some time nervously thinking about the voice. Finally, I relaxed enough again to fall asleep.
I was quietly considering the darkness and the light in my mind’s eye, as I reflected on my life. It seemed only yesterday, that a much younger me, saw only darkness, failure, and uncertainty. The perceived dawning of light seemed to come only moments ago, so beautiful and heartwarming. My name is Theresa, this is my testimonial of a transformation journey with only the brightest illumination that a soul could ever experience.