A New Perspective our Gift from God

For those of you who have been following my family, you know the deal. We have different names for different ways to describe issues. Family Kid vs Lonely Kid, etc. You may also recall that my son is very much into "what would Jesus do" type of answers.

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My husband was present during the latest melt and decided since he was not around much and mom clearly needed to finish up with the other kids he would step in. The melt was pretty significant and the minute they got to RAD's room RAD tried to kick his father. My husband in one fail swoop wrapped him up in a therapeutic hold and spoke with him. Sounds a little harsh right? Not even close. My RAD is violent. I mean VIOLENT. He kicks you once, he makes you really hurt the next time. Stopping his pleasure from hurting another person is key. And yes, sadly he derives pleasure from it. I know everything comes from the fear state but you would have to see his face to know what I mean. If I was not so paranoid about privacy and safety I could post videos that would make you sick to your stomach.

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Once the rage subsided and my husband was still holding him he told him about Love. Love being a gift from God to man. A gift to make us happy, keep us warm and fill our hearts. (what a great statement)

He went on to show our RAD his hands balled into a large fist intertwined together, tight, hard and impenetrable as shown above. He said that if you look at these hands nothing can get in. This is like your heart right now. It is closed off and we can't get love in. It makes us sad. God says we give love and we receive love. We are doing everything we can to be able to show you how to do that too and feel safe while you do that. We love you and we want you to be happy and enjoy God's gift.

We want your heart to be like this. Open, light, warm with lots of love filled inside. This is what God has given to us. What do you think?

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It did not take long but our RAD wanted to "whip lonely kid before Christmas". He is dead set on given it a shot and accepting his gift from God. My husband had such a proud look on his face and I think he shocked himself by thinking off of the cuff like that. I am proud of him too.
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I paraphrased most everything. It is hard to detail the entire story. I think Heather Forbes would be proud of my hubby right now. I wanted to pass on a small clip in our healing bank to all the parents out there in RADland.