"Mom, You're Talking Too Loud."
This is a continuation of I Can't Hear You, Mom.
After we brought Brandon home to get him "caught up" I realized I REALLY LIKE HOMESCHOOLING and so did my son. My oldest boy, Josh, asked us one evening if he could start homeschooling. (This is when we only had the 2 older boys.) We decided to keep him in school until the end of the first semester so that I could get Brandon caught up. So the second semester came around... you know... the one in which we were supposed to bring Brandon back to the school after getting him caught up. Instead, we began to homeschool our older son, also. Did I ever picture myself homeschooling? ha.
We did get Brandon hearing aides. They took some getting use to. He is like my husband and does not like to draw attention to himself in that kind of way. To him they were these HUGE things protruding from his ears. To us, they were a relief because he could hear us. And they were actually not very visible. The frustration came when he had to wear them playing soccer... especially if the ball hit him in the ear. Sweat is not particularly good for hearing aides either. So... he had to play without them. Thankfully he had an older brother that played on the same team and a coach and teammates that were willing to "sign." We did our best not to make it obvious. So the coach did it for the entire team. It became the team "code language."
One morning when I went to wake the boys, something exciting happened. I typically had to talk to Brandon a little louder to get him up. My boys like to sleep with a loud fan so the background noise made it hard for Brandon to hear me.
"It's time to get up, Brandon." I said as I rubbed his back.
"Mom, you're talking too loud." he whispered.
I began to speak in a normal voice... "Brandon, can you hear me?"
"Yes." he said sleepily.
I stared at him. You see, it had been 3 years since he had gotten his aides. 3 years of having to talk louder when he did not have them in and when he was not looking at me for me to sign to him. 3 years of praying that the Lord would heal him... but yet, "Not my will, but Thine, O Lord."
And He was saying, "Abba! Father! All things are possible for You; remove this cup from Me; yet not what I will, but what You will."--Mark 14:36
We took him in to get them checked and sure enough, his hearing improved to mild.
Thank you, Lord...
He no longer needs the aides. But you have to realize that even with a mild loss there is a 25% loss of hearing. Moderate is 50%; Severe is 75%; Profound is 100%. We all still do sign language. It is fun... and when we are in church, or out in public, it comes in handy.
I do not believe in rhyming theology... "Name it and claim it... believe and recieve and you shall be healed." I do believe that we should pray for healing and have faith that God will heal. Gods healing may not be a physical healing. Perhaps a healing of heart... the peace of knowing that Gods will and purposes are always higher and W-A-Y better than ours. Why? Because God is God... and we are not. Dominionism teaches that we are "little gods"... but that is heresy. "When He keeps quiet, who then can condemn? And when He hides His face, who then can behold Him, that is, in regard to both nation and man?"--Job34:29
"...But as for me, I will hope continually, and will praise You yet more and more"-Psalm71:14





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Comments
the sign language also becomes fun to those around you.
(spins in a circle)
Sorry for the inside joke everybody.
Posted by: Roadkill (Mike) (Ape-Man) | June 30, 2006 08:08 PM
Let me explain Roadkill... well, that's too challenging.... Let me explain what Roadkill means.
He goes to church with me. He comes to our Thursday night church fellowship study at our home led by our pastor. I sign to my children. He watches me sign to them. He especially gets a kick out of watching me sign to them when they are in trouble. I get a stern look on my face and sign more rapidly and rigidly. One time I signed, "Turn around ... pay attention." I looked over and saw Roadkill "obeying" ... sort-of. He was spinning in a circle. It was funny... and I was not supposed to be laughing. ;)
Posted by: 4ever4given | June 30, 2006 08:16 PM
That's a great story. And I'm glad to hear your son's hearing has improved as it has.
Chelle originally learned to sign when she had a student in her class who was deaf. She learned so she could communicate more effectively. This progressed to signing in the church services too as the girl's parents wouldn't sign to her there.
She has been signing for 12 years, and while she doesn't get to use it much these days, she still thinks about getting even more training and of being used.
Thanks for sharing this with us!
Posted by: Mike Young | July 1, 2006 08:26 AM
Hey Mike Y.
Even though all of my children can hear, sign language really has proven to be an effective way to communicate to them in public. When I would take them to the grocery store, I would notice parents yelling at their kids. It was ... awful.
We would sign.
It was quiet and just as effective.
Posted by: 4ever4given | July 1, 2006 10:19 AM
I would think so. Unfortunately, the only thing I can sign is "My name is toilet".
Posted by: Mike Young | July 1, 2006 10:24 AM