Ad.voc.ate (noun): one who pleads the cause of another

The earliest you can enter special education in the public school is three. Our son celebrated his third birthday with starting special ed. We were in a great school district at the time, so Asher had therapy 6 times a week at two different school campuses. My husband and I were stretched to the limit trying to juggle all these needed therapies with our work schedules. Then we realized- having a family member with special needs qualified Anna, then 15, for a hardship license! She could drive her brother to therapy on her way to school. We filled out the application, gathered the documentation and applied. Or should I say, we tried, and tried, and tried to apply.

Our current DMV, in the Rio Grande Valley, is staffed with the nicest people I’ve ever met. Seriously, they undermine every horror story you’ve ever heard. But the folks we encountered in Central Texas are the reasons those horror stories exist. Anna and I had meetings in Marble Falls, Round Rock and even Pflugerville, or we tried to have meetings. If we showed up in person, the DMV said we needed to call. When we called the number they provided, it was disconnected. We tried the main line, where we were told we couldn’t call, but needed to come in in person. It was ridiculous and frustrating. After over a month of just trying to submit our application, I sat and cried. “I don’t know what else to do,” I told Kevin. “They are mean. They ignore me. They give me bad information. I haven’t even gotten to turn in our application so they can review it.”

“You know,” he said, “we should contact our State Representative.” I wrote an email that night.

The next day, a supervisor at the DMV called me to schedule a meeting to receive our application! Our Representative, Vicki Goodwin, had called the DMV and suddenly, they were willing to talk to us. Two weeks later, her office called me again, to make sure progress was being made. It wasn’t. So she got back on the phone.

Our State Representative advocated for me and Anna at the DMV for over a month. There were days when we all thought it was a lost cause. But she never gave up. And eventually, because of her persistence, our application was received and approved. Anna received a hardship license and drove her brother to therapy, a huge, amazing help.

I often look for God in challenging experiences. This is where I found God with the DMV- in the experience of having an advocate- someone who took up my cause, used her power for my sake, tirelessly worked on my problem as if it was her own. It was humbling and touching. Most of all, it was effective!

My experience with the DMV and our State Representative gave me a new way to understand Jesus. He is our Advocates. He speaks to God on our behalf when our sins might otherwise drown out our voices. You have an Advocate! The Savior of the world! The King of Creation! He is speaking on your behalf to God. What an amazing, powerful, effective gift.

My dear children, I am writing this to you so that you will not sin. But if anyone does sin, we have an advocate who pleads our case before the Father. He is Jesus Christ, the one who is truly righteous. 1 John 2:1

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