JT and his wife had prayed earnestly for his church’s VBS, prayed that God would bring in kids who needed to hear about the love of Jesus.
But JT was not prepared for God’s answer, nor did he particularly approve of the Almighty’s student selection for the class that he and his wife would lead.
Elliot was loud, undisciplined, and unpredictable. He was also, it strongly appeared, on the autistic spectrum.
Instead of singing along with the worship band, Elliot cried—the noise being too much. When others waved their worship streamers to the beat, Elliot thrashed his entire body. Instead of merely laughing politely at jokes, he roared so loudly that those around him (and those far away) gawked at the disruption. At times, he howled mournfully, a lone wolf in despair.
It was impossible to tell whether Elliot heard or understood a single word shared during the Bible lessons. But early on JT’s wife, who understands these things, made Elliot the special object of her care.
At song time, she helped him do the motions. At class time, she graciously overlooked his outbursts. In a word, she loved Elliot. Loved him with the love of Jesus. And few little boys have needed it more.
Elliot’s mom died last year.
But for one week, this island week of craziness called Vacation Bible School, a loud and unpredictable Elliot found the thing he needed most.
Go and learn what this means: “I desire mercy and not sacrifice.”
— Jesus, (Matthew 9:13a)
