A change of plans

Today I was thinking about how three years ago I was overwhelmed by the diagnosis of my son's disability. I felt that everything that could possibly go wrong was happening at once. I guess that is what usually happens when you are overwhelmed, usually you start processing one issue you are faced with and before that even begins to get sorted in your mind another issue arises. After going through my almost emotional breakdown I had to allow God to pull me together. I had to focus on what my responsibility was with what I had to do in order to give my son the resources he needed to help his development. You will be most amazed at why God allowed this to happen, it was a lesson that I needed to learn. It was a lesson on perseverance of prayer and compassion. You see you have sometimes those super "godly" people that are so quick to give you a judgemental theory for your present tests. I guess I understand why they do it since I once walked in the same shoes. I learned mostly that we need to have compassion for others and always be willing to listen and lend a helping hand when it is in our capability to do so. Instead of making others feel inadequate because of not expressing the same level of faith we are expressing. I had to stop reasoning with God and allow Him to use this situation for His glory. And trust me, He certainly has. God has used my son to amaze his teachers, doctors and therapists with his unbelievable progress. His most amazing progress is his compassion towards his school friends. I am slowly seeing God's plan to unfold slowly and I am so blessed to have a front row seat to witness it. I am most blessed that my prayers have never been neglected. I have made a decision along with my husband awhile back that we would do the outmost best to show kindness, love and faithfulness to our children. Our responsibility as parents aren't only measured by the provision we need to give our children but most importantly by what attitude we express in front of them. We haven't always done it in perfection but we have made the outmost effort and are starting to taste the reward because of our efforts. Our oldest son today said that he would like to pray for his classmates that have been sick and also for a little boy in his class that doesn't believe God. When we asked him why he wanted to pray for this he said "because kids need to know how important it is to have God in your life". The compassion my children are showing has been a refreshing reward of God's faithfulness. I pray that you don't loose hope because God rewards those who place their hope on Him.