This reminded me of how often we humans look at faith through a flat, two-dimensional lens. We limit God to our perspective instead of expanding into awe of what He continually reveals around us.

Too often it is misquoted and misused, painted as something unpleasant, a reminder of shame, guilt, or the idea that in order to be “known by God” we must cower in fear. But what if Paul meant something much deeper, more embodied, more life-giving?

The discovery about calcium gateways is fascinating, but it’s still only one channel and one process. We risk going wrong if we make autism a purely mechanical story, as if switching a single pathway “on” or “off” could explain the whole human experience.

Mitochondria rely on nutrients, microorganisms rely on balance, and we rely on the integration of it all. When Paul says the weaker parts are indispensable, it mirrors this scientific truth: the smallest, most hidden forces sustain the whole.

In our modern quest for health, it’s easy to become overly focused on solutions or supplements. Yet, too much too soon can be just as harmful as too little. Healing is slow, steady, and layered. Physical, emotional, and spiritual health must all be considered.

Looking back now, I ask myself: how can one say they know God or that Christ is within them without acknowledging His Spirit? Not as some far-off mystery of the past, not as something reserved only for worship services, or when prayers are answered according to our will, but here, now, in this very breath.

It’s like a secret shortcut evoking feelings and unlocking hidden parts of ourselves before our rational brain even knows what’s happening.

A sacred shift. From sympathetic (fight, flight, freeze)...
To parasympathetic (rest, digest, regulate). This moment, the pause it tells the body: "It’s safe now." It restores heart rate. It supports digestion. It rebalances hormones. It brings you home.

While we turned to psychology, we quickly realised that traditional talk therapy often made her sit in her pain without shifting it. It became a trap rumination that further solidified trauma as identity.

As a family, we made the decision that going to church wouldn’t just be a weekly event. While we love it and it fills our cup.we also want to cultivate something deeper a spiritual life that’s alive and real, even in the quiet mornings at home.

It’s easy to speak on autopilot. "You look lovely." "I’m proud of you." "I love you." We’ve learned to say these things almost as a script, passed down generationally or absorbed culturally, and while they can be deeply meaningful, they can also become hollow if we don’t embody what we say.

Before beliefs, before structure, before the world layered over us its conditions, expectations, and fears we were born into this world with breath. The very breath God gave humanity. In that first inhale, there was no striving or confusion. We were simply being, unguarded and whole, made in His image.

Over time, I noticed that resistance to “labels” didn’t usually come from those who were actually neurodivergent. It came more often from people uncomfortable with difference, or those who hadn’t yet explored their own biases or internal stories. There’s a deeper discomfort in society with vulnerability and labels often make things visible that we’re taught to hide.

It’s far too easy to navigate life focused solely on what we see our external terrain. Whether distracted by the daily grind, hyper-vigilant and scanning for threats, or over-stimulated by the sheer noise of the world, we often lose touch with the inner terrain. But what lies beneath?

“Instead, we allow a process to unfold gently and patiently where we build our window of tolerance to sit with discomfort, to witness ourselves, and to hold space for the body.”

For all the noise and awareness raised in the last decade, our collective understanding of autism is still shaped by outdated beliefs. Originally, the label “autism” was tied to severe intellectual and developmental delays, terms like “retarded,” “disabled,” and “nonverbal” were central to its definition. Now, it’s used as a wide-ranging umbrella and we need to stop and ask:

is the label itself still serving us?

The word facilitate means “to make (an action or process) easy or easier.” And yet, I think the word is often misunderstood. In healing spaces, it’s not about fixing someone. It’s not about having all the answers or giving advice. Instead, it’s about holding space creating an environment of safety, presence, and compassion so that someone else can gently begin to access their own inner wisdom and healing, in partnership with the Holy Spirit.

What does it really mean to be still in a Western, busy, striving world? The Hebrew word often translated as “be still” literally means to let go, release, cease striving, relax your grip. The root raphah (ָרָפה) invites a softening of the whole body, a release of control and a return to trust. This is not a mere mental exercise; it is a full-bodied, embodied experience.

They meet us in the in-between moments… a scent, a song, a change in the air. Something inside responds to something outside, and for a moment, there’s peace. It reminds me so much of perfumery and how it speaks directly to our limbic system.

What does it mean to be “called out”? Not just from the world, but into something into community, into purpose, into presence with one another. The early ekklesias were gatherings of people coming together to live out the way of Christ daily. Not just to hear a sermon but to live as the body of Christ embodying love, justice, hospitality, and mission.