Tyler...what a sweet and precious soul he is. My last trip to Ohio was a really special one for me as it involved a reunion that has been so many years overdue. For the first time in over 5 years I was able to see and spend time with my nephew Tyler. He lived with me for a little over a year before I moved to Texas, when he was 4, and he probably doesn't remember me now - but oh, how I remember him.
Tyler has caused me to question a lot of God's ways throughout the years. His life experiences don't make much sense to me and in all honesty, they have enraged me at times. At the age of 2, Tyler was beaten to the point of death (literally) by his own step father. He was punched, violently shaken and then thrown into a door by a man who is 6'5" and who is by far the biggest coward I have ever met. He actually died and was then revived while being life flighted to the hospital. He endured weeks in intensive care with a swollen brain, where his mere survival was in question. He survived several strokes in that time, any one of them with the ability to have taken his life. I can remember sitting with him during that time - he was so tiny - just a baby, staring at all the tubes that seemed to consume his little body...and asking 'why'? What had he done? He was such a good boy. Such a beautiful, loving boy. This was pre-salvation for me and I would have to imagine that having God to rely on in those times would have brought much more comfort. Needless to say, it was a time of question and confusion - of anger and sorrow. Watching him endure hours of painful physical therapy, at first unable to even lift his head, and then watching him learn to live all over again. The left side of his brain was said to have died due to the lack of oxygen and the numerous strokes he suffered. He initially had no use of his right side...it took him over a year to learn to walk again and even today he does so w/ a limp. It has been literally heart breaking to watch him and wonder what he thinks, if he understands, if he knows what might have been. Tyler would never be the same, he would never grow up, his future was now so limited, and so dim. The anger intensified with the non-action of our justice system - 6 months in the Brigg (Airforce Prison) for the man who stole this boys life - that's all it was worth to our government...6 months. The anger turned into disbelief when my sister opted to stay with this 'man' in light of her son's condition. Obviously there was plenty of red tape to get through with social services and it was a long road for her...it still is. Over the course of the next 3 years, somehow, they ended up living together again, with Tyler and her new baby. The reports of abuse started again, and finally after many bruises and a broken arm, Praise God, Tyler was removed permanently. He lived over a year in foster care, away from his siblings and anything he recognized as home before he was finally released into my parents care. How much does this little boy have to endure? And for what??
I have struggled with those questions so many times since this happened. After becoming a Christian obviously, I saw the need to forgive, and did so. The anger is no longer there, but the questions still haunt me at times. I have placed it into God's hands:
He is the Rock, his works are perfect, and all his ways are just. A faithful God who does no wrong, upright and just is he (Deut 32:4) I have found that it's not for me to understand but only to trust and believe that His ways are indeed just and perfect. In a place that I cannot see or comprehend, there was and is a purpose behind what happened and I can only trust that God sees it and is working it out for His Glory.
Therefore, fix your eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Cor 4:18). I take comfort in knowing that I know so little about God's ways, it helps to trust in that.
While I visited with him, I was moved so many times at his ability to love without ceasing. He is just a little ball of love and he desires nothing more to give it away, not expecting anything in return, it's just what he does. I can't help but wonder, in a heavenly sense, where that comes from. Lord knows he wasn't raised to love, he wasn't taught to love, and yet he does it with such perfect selflessness - it is utterly amazing. I was blessed with the opportunity to talk to Tyler about God - I asked him if he knew who God was to which he responded, "God? Who's God?". I told him that God made him, and that God made me and Bubba (the dog - which, he seemed less willing to believe!) and that God loved him so very much. He laughed and smiled and went about his way - I wasn't sure that he understood me...honestly, how do you explain the greatness of God to a 10 year old with a 5 year old mind? I was brought to tears when he walked back to me a while later and asked with amazement in his eyes, in all of his precious, child-like innocence, "
You know God?" to which I responded, 'Yes baby, I do - and He knows you'. We didn't get to talk about it anymore while I was there, but I have never been so touched sharing the gospel as I was in doing so with him. I'll probably never know if he understood or comprehended what I was telling him - but what I do know is that God saw, and that through the prayers I have raised up on Tyler's behalf, that He will be with him all of his days.
As for the question 'why'? I still don't know - I believe I may have witnessed some of the 'why' while I was there. My parents who are now caring for Tyler, displayed a tenderness I have never seen in all of my days. They are being showered with love every day - and they can't help but love back. Tylers presence in their lives, I believe, is teaching them love in it's most pure form. Something my parents could never express on their own. For the first time in 20 years, my father told me he loved me - and I believe for the first time, that he meant it.
The LORD is righteous in all his ways and loving toward all he has made (Psalm 145:17). How could I ever question such a perfect and Holy God? Tyler is living a life that most of us could only strive for - he loves others without reason and without expectation, without ulterior motives and with complete humility. He is not ashamed, nor afraid and he only requires love in return, nothing more. He is one of the most amazing people I know...enduring more in the first 10 years of his life than many of us ever will, and yet maintaining the joy and peace so many of us desire. The Dr's say that he'll never exceed an 8th grade mentality - I pray for more. The Dr's say he'll never regain the use of his right arm - I pray (and believe) that he will. I believe that he was wonderfully made by a loving God and that his 'purpose' is being revealed and recognized with every passing day. God doesn't make mistakes, this is fact - and even if this wasn't Gods active will, it was at the very least His permissive will and that is all I need to know to believe that He is working and moving and preparing the world for the wonderful things He has in store for this precious child.
