Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Praise Report: A Glimpse of Grace

Ideally, I like to post twice a month but it looks like May got away from me. It was a very demanding month in both good and not so good ways, so my thoughts were disorganized. One thing that was on my mind was to give an update on the progress Little Mister has made in the past six months, because it has been big. Bigger even, than a realization I had about how God has been working on this moment before our son was even born. 


When Little Mister turned three, he entered into a preschool program at a local school where he could continue to receive therapy. It's been amazing on two counts. Six months ago he was almost completely non-verbal, and his Apraxia was considered so significant that we had no idea what the future might look like for his ability to communicate. Once entering this school, the changes were so rapid that he now speaks in complete sentences and never stops talking. Although understanding his words are a big challenge because there are many sounds he cannot yet pronounce, we can actually have simple conversations. It's amazing. I remember when I thought he would never say the word "mom." Now I want to change my name.

The second reason this is so profound is because I believe God planned for this opportunity a long time ago. When we were planning our wedding and looking for a house, we were looking everywhere but here. We wanted one closer to my family farther north, but couldn't close a deal on the house we found there. We talked about moving out of state. It was only after we exhausted all other options that we found and purchased our little fixer upper. To be honest, I wasn't always thankful for it. It's been a huge project that siphoned off time and money. I sometimes despised living in a small outreach community where it feels far from the action. I could do a whole post on that one, alone. Finally, I didn't care about what schools were nearby because we would probably home school anyway. 



Now, eight years later, I can stand at our back property line and look across a field where I can actually see the wonderful school that has helped my son so much. A school with a program so coveted by other  parents that they tell me how badly they want to move to our town so their child can be guaranteed a placement in the program. I could have never imagined this. I could have never planned this. I deserve no glory for this. Aren't you glad we don't always get what we deserve?

White mulberries







At times when I'm feeling surly and unthankful, (-Yes, those moments still happen! What is wrong with me? If you know, write me and tell me.) I think of the school. I think of how for years it sat there across the field like a latent blessing I never knew we would need, to be revealed at the right time.

Long before we meet our own children, the One who calls each star by name knew the name by which we would call them.

12 comments:

  1. That's a beautiful testimony, indeed. :-) <3

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    1. Thanks, Mary. I'm thankful to have one once in a while to share with everyone.

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  2. Monica, this is wonderful to hear. How nice that you are so grateful for your Blessings.

    You asked that someone tell you "what is wrong with me?" Two words: You're human. It is the same as "what is wrong with all of us." We are not meant to be perfect. After all, how would we learn if not for the mistakes we make?

    I've been glad I didn't get what I wished for more than once.

    Blessings to you and your family.

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    1. Your words are a healing balm, Saloma. I fall short so many times in my human failings, even though I know logically, you are correct and there are none perfect on this side of eternity.

      It's funny how time gives a new perspective on how things we used to wish for come to pass, and looking back, what a blessing it was NOT to have received them.

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  3. Love this posting and all the pictures of that little red-coated wonder of yours! Over the years I have seen so many times that whenever times or situations seem trying and sometimes even awful, we can always trust that there is a reason, a reason that we may not realize for years afterward, but one day we'll think back on the times or troubles and all will be clear. When I see what I learned from something that, at the time, seemed a real trial, or what good came out of it, it all makes sense what it was all about. I don't even question why anymore. I know that whatever is happening is what needs to happen for us to learn and grow and take advantage of the opportunities that are going to come out of it. And then, when the lightbulb finally shines, years later, we realize what a gift it all is.

    PS: What's up in the tree he's looking for - squirrels?! (This reminds me of a treasured picture I have where my Mister's father has a stick up in the pecan tree in their yard. He's knocking off all the ripe-and-ready pecans. And below the tree, with umbrellas for protection, my two little daughters were collecting all the nuts from the ground for Grandpa.)

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    1. So true, BAT Mom! This past year I've learned more and more not to question why because of all the times that I can look back with clarity and see how things were part of a greater plan. Of course, we may never know all the answers to why everything happens, but time does give us a better view of past trials.

      OK, he is convinced that the best berries are on the tree and that he needs to knock them down with a stick. White mulberries actually ripen to perfection and then fall to the ground, so you don't have to pick them. You can eat them right off of a clean ground. It makes no difference what I said.

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  4. So good to read another post from you! Isn't it neat how our God works?!

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  5. Love so amazing, so divine! I've learned so much by looking backwards, I'm surprised I haven't crashed into anything. That's probably God protecting me, AGAIN!

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  6. This brought tears to my eyes. God is so good. He answers prayers that we don't even know to pray yet. So glad that we can totally trust the future with Him!
    Gina

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    1. Thank you for your heartfelt comment, Gina. I still have a lot to learn about trusting God fully. It's hard to see through a glass darkly.

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  7. And . . . in our case . . . . "God, why do you have us STUCK here in this community so far from our church, so far from friends, good work and so on?!" Years of wondering. Enter . . . Katya. . . . and now our district is paying for her to be transported to the most amazing and absolutely perfectly wonderful private school for her . . . . Oh yes, God knows!! ;-)

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    1. Yes, I'm inspired by how God worked that out for Katya! That school has been such an asset and blessing for her and your family. It is no small thing to get a school district to agree to send a child away, either. It's borderline miracle.

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