|Our heavenly Father knows best!|
The new feeding tubes changed everything. Finally, the sun began to peak out from behind the clouds after three long years of stormy weather, and we were able to develop a workable routine, a new normal. It was still very different at our house with the endless doctors appointments, tube feeding paraphernalia, stomach draining, and late night tube replacements... BUT at least it was our normal at our house. Normal was a welcome blessing.
|The sun was out. The world rejoiced in blooms.|
Things went pretty smoothly for the next few years. There were a few bumps in the road but no major potholes. Michael and Ryan started school, and it wasn't long before Christopher was riding that school bus too. His first year of Kindergarten was at a private Christian school. He was sick with minor infections for much of that year, so it was decided that he would repeat the entire Kindergarten year.
Mike and I had been giving a lot of thought about the educational futures of our children. For many reasons we decided that a private, Christian education was what was best for our kids. We started looking at schools in our area and talking to other parents who had decided to go that route with their kids.
There was one particular school that I was drawn to. It was a K-12 Christian school not far from our home that had a stellar academic reputation. I made an appointment with the principal to come in for an interview and take a tour of the school.
When the day of the appointment came, I dropped Christopher off at school and made my way back home to take a shower and get ready for the appointment. As I walked in our bedroom, I saw it. The bed was unmade, and it was beckoning me to just lay down for awhile and rest. I had a few minutes, but I was afraid I would fall asleep and miss the appointment. I set my alarm clock for 15 minutes and fell almost instantly asleep. What seemed like only seconds later, I was shocked awake by the alarm clock (I literally hate that sound). It was time to get up, but I didn't want to go. Why? The appointment with the principal was a good thing...right? I should go. I should get up, get ready, and go. Something was holding me back. Maybe this wasn't the right school after all. Maybe I should just change the appointment to another day. Maybe I should just lay back down and go to sleep. I was so tired.
|A special moment in time.|
You might be thinking...Wow! She really was tired, so tired that she was delusional! There were no witnesses. I was alone in the room. I have no video or photographic evidence. I only have what I know in my heart and my soul to be true. God directed my soul in a way that was so ethereal, yet so tangible at the same time.
|Trust His plans for your life!|
I was up and out of that bed in record breaking time! I had no idea I could move that fast. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, and I was breathing so hard that you would have thought I had just run a marathon. My eyes were searching the room for an intruder who I knew was not there, but my soul was screaming, "Yes, Lord!"
I stood in the shower with hot water running over my shoulders, but I was still shivering. My head was spinning. I kept hearing Him over and over again in my mind. When the Lord bends down and picks you up by the back of the neck, YOU GET MOVING! He said go, so I went. It wasn't that He hadn't been prodding me all along. It was just that I hadn't been listening. I made excuses. I ignored His direction, but He had plans.
Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
I chuckled inside my head as I read it. The irony was not lost on me. God had a plan, and He needed me to let go of my own agendas and do His will. All three of the boys were enrolled in school there that year, and it has made all the difference. God has done some wonderful things in their lives (and ours) through the people and the experiences that they have had at their school. As it turned out, the school was the "cloud of witnesses" that God had in mind for them (and for us), and it would play a vital role in helping Christopher through the tough times that were to come.
God's divine plans are for our benefit, and are infinitely wiser than our own. I am so thankful, eternally grateful, that God chose to give me a firm and definite direction that day. That miraculous encounter would lead to so many good things, and I have been humbled and blessed as I have watched His plans unfold over the years. His ways are higher than our own. Our heavenly Father knows best!
If you have never accepted Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, you can pray like this: