God helps those who help themselves.
Originally coined by Algernon Sydney, made famous by Benjamin Franklin.
It’s sound advice. If I get the ball rolling, God will give it momentum. If I make good choices, God will bless them. I’d buy stock in that promise.
But what about Ben? What about the others that can’t help themselves.
AHA! Of course. Ben has good parents. Parents who help themselves and help him. Parents who know what they’re doing, can figure things out, and get things done. Done deal.
But wait. It’s not so simple. It takes a team far bigger than that. It takes 10 specialists, teachers, paraprofessionals, therapists, and much more to help Ben, and eventually, he is almost certain to require round the clock care at a full time, residential facility.
But it’s okay, I’m on it.
Yep. I’m a round the clock caregiver to a child with complex developmental, medical and behavioral needs, and I organize and facilitate the team that contributes to his well-being. No worries, though, because God helps those who help themselves and the full time caregivers of those who can’t.
Sweet. Glad we got that settled.
But then there’s the cost of managing this. The daily expense of the numerous appointments, phone calls, miles and miles of driving, and of course, the wear and tear on a 130 lb body who daily carries a non-compliant 82 pound child, even with several bulging discs. There’s that dread that keeps getting pushed to the back burner of what happens if the primary caregiver needs care. Not to mention the physical therapy and doctor appointments for the caregiver, and the dismal foreboding of the possibility of surgery. Pshaw. Not to worry, God helps those who help themselves, so there’s nothing to see here.
Or, perhaps. Instead of buying into a comforting colloquialism, we could, just perhaps, find out what it is that families who are invested in caring for complex children need to survive and thrive. Perhaps, wraparound supports provided by insurance or Medicaid for children with severe and complex conditions would be a wise investment for the present and the future. Perhaps, intact and thriving families are good for the economy and can raise children who are capable of becoming contributing members of society. And maybe, just maybe, we don’t need to even call it an entitlement.
Perhaps. But isn’t it easier when God just helps those who help themselves?