Meet our family.
We like to have fun. In the past it was hard because we had to constantly be thinking about food. Our youngest, Eli, and I both had gluten intolerance. I had very mild reactions to it most of the time, but Eli’s were very violent. Let me tell you a little background history. When he was a newborn he was very colicky. He didn’t sleep well and was always crying. Even though he was growing well we were advised that maybe I wasn’t providing enough milk for him and added formula to his diet around 2 months old. (Now we know it was that I was eating gluten and it transfers through breast milk). Once we started giving him formula (Similac was all he could use, which we now know to be gluten free) he quit nursing. He was a great happy smiling little guy for a few months.
Then around his first birthday he starting throwing tantrums. He had violent mood swings. He began to pull away from us. We felt like we were losing our sweet little happy guy to the unknown. Many people told us it was normal. We knew it wasn’t. Having to restrain your toddler because his tantrums are so violent that he will hurt himself or someone else is not normal. Having a toddler that would go off on an hour long violent screaming the whole time tantrum because he had to eat dinner before playing with friends wasn’t normal. Having a toddler who didn’t look at you or care to speak wasn’t normal. Nothing explained it. He had days where it was worse and it was never at the same time of the day or even certain situations that set him off. We didn’t leave the house because we never knew when he’d go off. Strangers told me to spank him because of his fits in the grocery store. It wasn’t that he wasn’t disciplined because he was. We tried many forms of discipline. Friends gave us advice and books they thought would help. Nothing helped. So, at the end of our rope we prayed (Yes, this should have been the first thing we did!!). We prayed for wisdom and strength. We prayed for God to lead us to the answer to help our little guy.
At this point I was eating gluten free because I had come to realize after having some medical problems that I was gluten intolerant, so I belonged to a group that sent out gluten free recipes and articles about celiac disease. The day after Scott and I prayed together I received an email with an article about symptoms of celiac in children. Eli had almost all of them. When Scott got home I showed him the article and we decided to put Eli on a gluten free diet as a test. Within 3 days he was a completely different child. He was happy, sleeping well, and full of life. Needless to say we were so grateful that God had lead us to this answer, but for the past 2 1/2 years we have lived in fear of gluten. We went to very few restaurants. We didn’t have anything in the house with gluten except Scott’s bread, which had it’s own cabinet. We had to ask what was in everything when we ate at friends houses or church dinner. We were a pain to deal with. Anytime he received it by accident he would have typically a physical immediate reaction and an emotional reaction for the following three or four days. It was a nightmare when he got it.
Well, that all has changed. Last night at our church family meeting the elders laid hands on us and prayed for healing.
“Is anyone among you sick? Let him call for the elders of the church, and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord.” -James 5:14 says
Afterward we ate it in faith that we were healed. Eli ate a gluten filled cookie. No reaction. Then we went out and had chicken for dinner, the wheat filled breaded kind, no reaction. Today he had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on whole wheat bread, no reaction.
Today we are HEALED. The Lord healed us.
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed;
save me, and I shall be saved,
for you are my praise.