We walked up to the registration area for the children’s classes one Sunday at the church we were visiting in North Carolina while staying with family. The woman we met there asked questions to figure out where the boys should go and typed the answers into her computer.
The questions were easy to answer for our older son, but our younger son took more explanation. His birthday does not represent his developmental stage.
It was our first time visiting a new church after James’ autism diagnosis. We didn’t know what to expect, how to prepare, or even whether we would be able to attend or if they would turn us away. The church wanted to welcome us and figure out a way to include James, but without any options for kids who didn’t fit into the usual ministry structure they were not sure how to proceed. [Read more…]