Shout out to Kamille

I am so thankful for Kamille. Most of my friends and family who read this blog will never have met this sweet friend of mine, but I wish you had the opportunity to do so.

I had mentioned in a previous post that she understands my feelings more than anyone because God has chosen her to walk a similar path to mine. One that I don't have any other friend walking. Her 3.5 year old precious little boy has autism. And although Blake has not been officially diagnosed with autism, we walk similar paths. Paths full of doubt, fear, anxiousness, and uncertainty. Ones that really test our faith and our trust in God, but ones that God has chosen for us none the less.

Before my whole journey with Blake began, I would pass Kamille at church and give her a smile or a hello. She brought me a meal when Kade was born AND muffins for breakfast the day before. This already told me something about her caring heart. Once this journey with Blake began, I felt so alone. Steph suggested I talk with Kamille and I am so glad that the door was opened for me to talk with her, because I have made a very sweet friend in the process.

Kamille and her sweet kiddos CJ, Sarai, and Jadon came to our home to play last Friday morning. Blake was enthralled with Jadon once he woke up and kept looking at him with a lot of curiosity. When he started crying, Kamille asked if Blake wanted to put his binky back in his mouth and Blake immediately declined. Blake isn't my adventure seeker in the slightest and he likes his predictable routine. That doesn't mean he freaks out at new things, but he is content to watch and observe first. Eventually when Jadon did cry, he would put his binky back in for him and just sit and watch him. It was so precious to see how much Blake liked Jadon. The rest of the night he wanted Jadon to come back to our home. If Kade laid down on the boppy pillow that Jadon was using earlier in the day, he would tell him that was Jadon's pillow. I rummaged through my baby drawers and found 2 binkies that both boys enjoyed playing with. When I told Blake that Jadon would not be coming back that night, I also told him he could just pretend to be Jadon. So he did. This picture cracks me up! But to me this picture symbolizes so much: a growing imagination and a care for others.

Kamille sends me encouragement throughout my week and I try to do the same for her. I love the body of Christ and how He has designed for one another to pour our lives out into other people and to be real with them. Church is more than sitting in a pew every Sunday. It's more than saying a quick hello to the people next to you. It's more than that. Being a Christian is something lived every single day of your life. It's constant dependence and communication with God and being His hands and being His feet. I'm thankful Kamille has served me in just being my friend, listening to my struggles, sharing her own, and pointing me back to the realities of God. 

Today she sent this quote to me. 

"He's already proven his love. It's settled. We are taken care of. He literally went to hell and back. What more do we need to believe in Him?" 

It's so true. God LOVES me. And if you believe in Him and have a relationship with Him, He loves YOU. Think on that. Really think on that. That means despite our circumstances in life, His love is stronger, greater, better, and forever. He loves us so much that He sent His only Son for us. Incredible.