the steady, upward course.
what happened here?
how did this fog lift, this flood retreat, this fire burn away?
you are he, but you have changed. or maybe my eyes see more. or maybe a twofold transformation.
"mom, can i have a hug?" -the first words he spoke today.
this is ossi now. open and free. trusting and growing.
i can look back at the last year and see a steady, upward course we've traveled, though at the time it felt like groping for answers in the dark.
thank you, teachers.
his second grade teacher is one of his forever angels. i doubt she could ever understand the depth of her influence. wow, patient. wow, kind. she got him from the worst of a storm to a place of peace. she lived on faith and hope and passed what she could of that to him.
ossi sobbed when his sunday-school teacher was recently given a different calling. she loved him above and beyond. she thought of him and prayed for him. she sent him letters in the mail and brought his favorite muffins every week. when he needs to draw on memories of what love feels like, what God feels like, he'll have her forever.
at a special-education review meeting this morning his new (heaven-sent) teacher expressed, "this child i've read about on these papers doesn't exist. it's not who i know. it's not him at school."
she looked at me expectantly, asking in so many terms, how did you find out how to help him?
dumb me. i stumbled out some lame response about researching, blah blah.
what i should have said was this, "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and He shall direct thy paths."
He led us. He led us here. and here. and here. and here. now he is leading us here. and here.
i think he led us because we asked every day, even if we didn't always know we were asking. we asked when we read scriptures. we asked when we went faithfully to church. we asked when we prayed. we asked when we moved forward, fully expecting His help. i know He heard us.
how did this fog lift, this flood retreat, this fire burn away?
you are he, but you have changed. or maybe my eyes see more. or maybe a twofold transformation.
"mom, can i have a hug?" -the first words he spoke today.
this is ossi now. open and free. trusting and growing.
i can look back at the last year and see a steady, upward course we've traveled, though at the time it felt like groping for answers in the dark.
thank you, teachers.
his second grade teacher is one of his forever angels. i doubt she could ever understand the depth of her influence. wow, patient. wow, kind. she got him from the worst of a storm to a place of peace. she lived on faith and hope and passed what she could of that to him.
ossi sobbed when his sunday-school teacher was recently given a different calling. she loved him above and beyond. she thought of him and prayed for him. she sent him letters in the mail and brought his favorite muffins every week. when he needs to draw on memories of what love feels like, what God feels like, he'll have her forever.
at a special-education review meeting this morning his new (heaven-sent) teacher expressed, "this child i've read about on these papers doesn't exist. it's not who i know. it's not him at school."
she looked at me expectantly, asking in so many terms, how did you find out how to help him?
dumb me. i stumbled out some lame response about researching, blah blah.
what i should have said was this, "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and He shall direct thy paths."
He led us. He led us here. and here. and here. and here. now he is leading us here. and here.
i think he led us because we asked every day, even if we didn't always know we were asking. we asked when we read scriptures. we asked when we went faithfully to church. we asked when we prayed. we asked when we moved forward, fully expecting His help. i know He heard us.
"If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him. But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering." James 1:5-6
we asked and He answered through compassionate friends and family and teachers and doctors.
that's what happened here.
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