When I fix my eyes on Rett, I see a random mutation leaving devastation in its path. I see an attack. I see evil. I see weakness. I see darkness. When I fix my eyes on Him, I see a higher plan and greater purpose. I see a rescue. I see all things working for good, for those that love Him. I see God’s intention for good to accomplish what is now being done. I see an inheritance that can never perish. I see grace that is sufficient. I see power made perfect. I see the S

Saturday, July 12, 2014 -- It had been five days. We had gotten a call from our Neurologist the previous Monday. I had my iPhone on my shoulder as I fed Blake and Andi lunch. "I received the genetic test results," he said. "She did test positive for the MECP2 gene." And there it was. The answer to all my questions from the previous two and a half years. I took a deep breath, thinking to myself "My daughter has Rett Syndrome." I was trying it on for size. It fit, but I