an autism journey

Christmas is coming…

My son is impacted severely by autism. He has very limited verbal skills, limited mostly to one word requests and some scripting (repeating words and phrases from things he hears).  The words he does say are often soft and sometimes difficult to understand, but if you listen closely, you will probably hear him in almost a whisper saying, “Christmas is coming…. Christmas is coming.”

He is looking forward to it. We have a calendar that we are using to count down the days. His celebration of the day, however, is often misunderstood by many. It is wrongly interpreted as disinterest or a lack of understanding about the meaning of the day. Those critics could not be more wrong. It is true that he doesn’t celebrate in what has become known as typical, but make no mistake he understands it better than most.

My son doesn’t make a Christmas list. As a matter of fact, he doesn’t ask for a single gift. It isn’t because he can’t…. he often asks for toys at home, or while out shopping in the store. He makes his wants known. He simply doesn’t see Christmas as a time of asking for anything. “Christmas is coming….”

He isn’t too big on all the decorations. He doesn’t like changes to his environment and Christmas decorations are no exception. He certainly enjoys the Christmas tree with all the ornaments that he can pull off one by one, but the rest of the decorations,  he would prefer stay in the box they came from. “Christmas is coming….”

He doesn’t care for a lot of the Christmas carols and usually asks for the radio to be turned off.  If we try singing things like Rudolph or Frosty, he just looks at us like we are crazy. What he does want to sing? Happy Birthday to Jesus. “Christmas is coming…”

He doesn’t like crowds, so shopping is out. So are the Christmas parties. He prefers to have a quiet Christmas Eve helping to bake and decorate a birthday cake for Jesus, complete with candles (which he takes the liberty of blowing out himself).  “Christmas is coming…”

We have stopped trying to read him books about Santa. He has no interest in them. He would rather play with his plastic nativity set while someone tells him about the birth of a special baby. “Chirstmas is coming…”

As for Christmas morning, he will be excited to get up and sit at the tree. The small treats in his stocking will probably be what he enjoys the most. He will take his time, pulling them out one by one and stop to sample each before moving on. He will be quite content after opening one or two presents to simply enjoy what he already has rather than looking for more to open. “Christmas is coming…”

He will turn down the big holiday dinner opting to enjoy something simple like a frozen pizza or even a pop tart instead. He doesn’t need anything fancy. He will be pleased all the same. “Christmas is coming…”

Many people will probably say that my son’s reaction is not normal. They will be right, it is not normal compared to what we have turned modern day Christmas into, but I can’t help but think that my son may be behaving more like those shepherds keeping watch in the fields so many years ago. They were honored to have been the first witnesses of the glorious event surrounding the first Christmas. They were chosen not because they had a special place in society, they were not religious leaders or wealthy individuals. They were probably chosen because they were humble, they were faithful, and they were willing to recognize the importance of the event that was unfolding. “Christmas is coming…”

 There were no fancy decorations. Perhaps they were instead awed by the lights surrounding  the glorious beings from heaven. There were no Christmas carols about reindeer, only the voices of the angels singing praise welcoming the birth of a king. There were no special meals that day, no shopping for gifts, no parties. There was no man in a red suit, only a baby in a manger. The only presents that were sought after was to be in the presence of a Savior. They were there simply to worship the one they knew would save them. That was more than enough for them, and it appears to be more than enough for my son. He is setting the standard for a new norm at my house. “Christmas is coming…”

“And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angle said to them, “Do not be afraid, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest , and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.” When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.” So, they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.”

Luke 2:8-20 NIV

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Comments on: "Christmas is coming…" (1)

  1. Davanel Fitzgerald said:

    This is a beautiful story. I truly believe this is the way these children think. I wish more could realize and enjoy the real meaning of CHRISTMAS IS COMING.

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