December 2011


A Unique Summer College Experience 

For teens with Asperger’s, Nonverbal, ADHD and other Learning Differences

Dear Debra,

Applications are arriving daily for our 2-week Summer Programs for teens 16-19 withAsperger’s, ADHD and NLD and other Learning Differences.Don’t miss this unique opportunity at six college or university locations in the US!

If you’re interested in joining us for another fun summer submit your application now! Participants who join us this summer can expect expert staff and outstanding programming, a top-rated college or university setting, and plenty of action-packed learning and recreational activities.

During our two exciting weeks together, participants will be introduced to CIP’s comprehensive curriculum, developing goals through the Person-Centered Planning process, practicing independent living skills and social competencies. Best of all, participants will have lots of opportunities to build new friendships and have plenty of fun!

FUN Activities!

During the CIP Summer Program we feature theme-based curriculum, connecting important concepts with fun social activities throughout the day.  

All locations feature:

  • Rock climbing or ropes course
  • Bowling
  • Movies
  • Laser Tag
  • Amusement or Water Park
  • A Field Day with CIP students
  • 1 meal per day at a restaurant
  • Board games
  • Yoga or meditation

Other activities may include:

  • Zoos, kayaking, baseball games, mini golfing, and/or roller skating
  • Museums (Children’s, Science, Art or Naval and Military)
  • Local attractions including Alcatraz (Northern California), Niagara Falls (New York), Kennedy Space Center (Florida),  Boston Aquarium (Massachusetts), and Wonderlab Science Museum (Indiana) just to name a few! 

Summer Program Dates & Locations

CSU Dominguez Hills *NEW* 

Carson, CA

July 1- July 15, 2012

 

Florida Tech

Melbourne, FL

June 24 – July 8, 2012

  

Indiana University

Bloomington, IN

July 1 – July 15, 2012

More info

 

University at Buffalo

Buffalo, NY

July 8 – July 22, 2012

More info

 

University of California, Berkeley

Berkeley, CA

July 15 – July 29, 2012

More info

  

Elms College

Chicopee, MA

July 15 – July 29, 2012

More info

 

Apply or Learn More! 

*Acceptance is limited to 12 students at each location. Applications are processed on a first-come first-served basis. There is a $50 application fee. Full payment of $3,975 is due upon acceptance.

Answers for many of your general questions.

We hope that you’ll join us for an incredible two weeks that students will remember for a long time to come! 

Sincerely,

Abby Tierney

Summer Program Coordinator

College Internship Program

phone: (877) 566-9247 x 13

fax: (413) 243-2517 

info@cipsummer.com

18 Park St

Lee, MA 01238

www.cipsummer.com

Life is Precious to the Lord

Exodus 1:16-17

Central Theme:  If life is precious to the Lord, then life should be precious to us also.

Introduction—I asked a young mother who was a volunteer to bring up her baby.  I asked her to tell about feeling him before he was born.  Was he alive?  Was he a child before he was born? Was he a baby right after he was born?

       5.     Have a member read Exodus 1:16-17.

I.     Tell the story of Moses as a baby.

A. God’s people had respect for human life.

B. They would not kill the little babies.

II.     No matter who tells you different, you must have respect of life.

A. God wants us to respect life, even our own lives.

B. We are sometimes encouraged to do dangerous things.

C. I had a good friend who was encouraged to go out to the bars and drink and even get drunk.

D. She became an alcoholic.

E.  She is now a very sick person.  If you had known her years ago, you wouldn’t recognize her now.

F.  She listened to other people; she did not have respect for her own body.

G. God made each of us and we should have great respect for everyone.  We should start with respecting our own bodies.

II.     Each of us should respect human live.

A.  Not just little babies but each other.

B. We show respect for life by living clean and good lives.

Conclusion–God‘s people did not want to kill the babies.  They respected and wanted to save lives.  We should show respect for life also.  We should start with respecting our own lives.

Each year, I wrestled with what to teach and preach on the Sunday of Christmas.  Then I got the best advice regarding this that I’ve ever received.  It came from Richard Stimson, The Special Gathering executive director.  His advice was simple.

Tell the story.  People don’t come to church in overflowing crowds to hear a new revelation.  They simply want to hear the story of the birth of the Savior of the world.  They want hear about the virgin girl and her perplexed fiance.  They want to wonder in the glory of angels and Magi and “Peace on earth.  Goodwill to me.”  They desire to search with the shepherds for a babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.

It’s the story they come to hear.  People want to hear and rejoice in The Story.

Most of us understand that obeying God is what we should want to do.  There are some decisions that probably won’t change our lives.  When I go into a restaurant, I’m handed a menu.   I must make a choice about what I’m going to eat.  My husband used to tell me, “Linda, it’s not your last meal.  Just choose something.”

But not everything in our lives should be a choice.  There are some things and some people that I should obey–speed laws, my husband, my boss.  God wants us to learn how to obey Him in the same way that Joseph learned.

In Matthew 1:24 we read about Joseph, When Joseph woke up, he did what the Lord’s angel had told him to do. Joseph took Mary as his wife.”

Mary was going to have a baby and the baby didn’t belong to Joseph.  Being a good man, Joseph wanted to do good to Mary.  He had decided that he would send her away; and she would have the baby.  But an angel came to him and told Joseph that God was the father of this baby.  In spite of the obvious objections and misgivings, Joseph decided to obey God.

Joseph did have a choice but his choice was to obey.  Obedience was an option; but if he did obey he would be in big trouble.  I can imagine that even after the angel had spoken to Joseph, he probably had concerns about obeying.

He knew his life would be changed forever.  He knew that this baby was not his child.  His family, friends and neighbors would suspect him for getting Mary pregnant before they were married.  He knew that for a lifetime he would live in shame because no one would understand.

Obeying God may take many forms.  When we get ready to make an important decision, such as buying a house or changing jobs, who do we want to please?  Our husband or wife, our children, our boss or ourselves.  Do we think about pleasing God?

When we are ready to make a smaller decision, when we are with our boy/girl friend, who do we want to please? Ourselves? Our boy/girlfriend?  Or the Lord?

When it is time to be generous in regard to our money? Do we want to please God.  Or do we want to soothe our conscious?

Joseph did obey because God sent an angel to instruct him.  Good sense said that Joseph would not have a good life, if he chose to obey God.  Joseph made the right choice.  He married Mary.  For eternity, Joseph will be honored for that decision.  Yet, he could not see the future and making the decision was not easy.  There are times that we obey only because we know that it is what God wants.

I am a real believer in delayed gratification.  In fact, as much as I love gifts, I love the anticipation even more.  As a child, I gave up the Christmas gift hunt.  The annual childhood adventure wasn’t hard in our house, because our home was small and there weren’t many hiding places.  But I loved the wait.

Daddy always locked the cellar where he spent hours working on new toys and refurbishing old favorites until they were like new.  Mother’s hiding job was harder because her sewing machine was in clear view.  We usually shopped with her when she bought the material for the mountains of new clothes she would make for us.

My last Christmas at home, Mother made me a wonderful new coat.  It was red with gusset sleeves and I thought it was the most beautiful coat I’d ever seen.  The fact that she made it added to its value for me.  I was married two weeks after Christmas that year so she spent added hours that fall working on my wedding dress and my trousseau.

I’ve always felt sorry for people who had to have Christmas or to get married without my mother.  She made all our clothes, working endless hours sewing and fixing and shopping.  That year, she planned the wedding, made my dress and my going-away suit.  She made the food for the reception and shopped for the cake.  My job was to pick out the bride’s maid dress patterns and materials, design my wedding dress and stand for hours for fittings.

After Mother died, I found that the gifts didn’t end.  At last I had the money to purchase the garden furniture that I’d been eyeing for about four years.  I took a small part of my inheritance and went to the store to buy the chairs, tables and couch.

Before I purchased them, I walked out of the store.  I knew that an era was over.  Thanks to mother’s careful savings, I wouldn’t be searching and saving for the perfect combo for my backyard garden.  I would have them.

I also knew that Mother’s gifts to me were almost complete.  I went to my closet and felt one more time my lace wedding dress, now faded with age.  The next day I returned to the store.  Over night, the set I wanted had gone on sale.  I was able to buy it at a huge savings.

I giggled as I purchased my garden set.  Mother’s gift giving wasn’t over.  When I sat on them perched perfectly under the shade of the gazebo.  I cried and laughed and thanked God for a wonderful mother who helped her children understand and cherish the wonder of His love.  I silently praised him for a mother who made elegant wedding gowns and who taught me to wait for better gifts and to love sales.

One of my close friends said to us as we were discussing her travel plans over the holidays, “Don’t feel sorry for me.  I love my travel time.  I don’t have to drive; I’m going to fly.  I don’t have to fight traffic.  I’m not responsible for the flight.  I can get to the airport early and have a leisurely breakfast of gooie cinnamon buns without feeling guilty because that’s the healthiest thing in the airport.”

Much of my day is spent in travel time and I have to agree with her.  I sit in an air conditioned car with comfy pilot chairs and a great sound system.  I can listen to the radio, play a CD or listen to a book.  Anything I desire and enjoy it.  When I’m on the road, I can eat nothing, eat healthy or eat greasy fried chicken.

I remember my mother always made our family feel as though we would be entering a torture chamber when we entered the car on vacation.  In reality, I have fond memories of my brother punching me, my sister’s complaints and my constant whining.  I don’t know why she thought it was a miserable experience.

But I’ve learned a lot from the members of The Special Gathering.  As people who are mentally challenged, they don’t drive.  Therefore, they spend a lot of time waiting for their rides and riding public transporation.  By and large, they are happy to have time with their friends without having to answer to parents, caregivers or bosses.   They laugh and talk and sing on the bus.  The philosophy often seems to be if you can’t change it, enjoy it.

After a few years of observing their patience in regard to their daily busing adventure, I slowly shed my mother’s anticipation of uncomfortable travel and replaced it with a more realistic view of journeying from here to there.

Today, I’m traveling with my granddaughter to  DC after a few days in Virginia.  I’m remembering six years ago my grandson, Sebastian, was logging miles toward his needed mileage goal to get his full-time license by driving us from South Carolina.  He drove too fast and though we scolded him, my husband and I loved every minute of it.

The mission of our ministry of Special Gathering is to evanglize and disciple people who are intellectually delayed.  But too often they are discipling me.  In fact, there are many things I’ve learned from our members but one of the best is enjoying travel time.  If you are still dreading your time traveling, shed the tension and grief.  Learn from the members of the mentally challenged community.  If you can’t change it, enjoy them.

I woke up at 6AM with the familiar beep-dong of my iPhone that tells me that I have a message on Facebook.  I was a bit startled because I don’t EVER get messages that early.  Then I remembered it was my birthday.  I repositioned myself under the warm quilt and went back to sleep.  By the 13th beep-dong in about 15 minutes, I turned down the ringer because I planned to finish my birthday “sleep in.”

I’ve always loved that my birthday was four days before Christmas.  In my family growing up, all gifts and attention centered around Christmas.  We got one gift for our birthday but more gifts than we could count for Christmas.  Therefore, birthdays were barely recognized.  However, mine was special because I could get condolences all year round because–sadly–I was a “Christmas baby.”

As the years have passed too swiftly, I’m still happy to have my birthday four days before Christmas.  I have a cake being cooked by my daughter, a day planned with my granddaughter, a “Happy Birthday, Grandma,” from my grandson.  My Facebook beep-bong keeps singing.

I am blessed and happy that I’m having another birthday.  In fact, my heart is singing, “Happy birthday, to me…”

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