After having a little rant (which was not what I intended when I started!), I decided that I should probably follow up on the matter. It is a very emotional topic for me, but it is obviously near and dear to my heart.
We’ve been praying like nobody’s business (and I know others have been, too!) that the Lord would give us the strength, the patience, and just flat out wisdom to deal with Nicholas. When I say deal, I mean understand and to get him the help that he needs and deserves. It is very hard to see your child struggle. Nicholas is an awesome kid, and I know that if he could control his actions better, he definitely would.
We’ve been waking up earlier in the mornings so that he can get a good meal and there is no rush to our morning routine. The rush gets him flustered. Even though he is very routine oriented, I still have to remind him of almost every task in the morning…right down to tying his shoes, or making sure something isn’t on backwards or inside out. Anyway, we also implemented the new chore program through Handipoints. I cannot rave on this enough. We love it! I’ve even added some more chores on their lists, because they wanted me to!! Yes, you read that right, they (my kids) asked me to.
It’s working!! Unbelievable. Nicholas has been good at school for 16 days in a row. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G!
Nicholas has been so proud of himself. His self confidence is being restored and I love it. Since we have 3 children, alone time with each of them individually generally doesn’t happen as often as I would like it to. However, in the last week, Nicholas and I have been able to spend time with just us. Well once with Dad!
On one occassion we ran to town in a jiffy to rent some movies for Movie Night, and to pick up some batteries (I had some, but they were dead). It was just us. We walked into Dollar General and he said, ” You know I asked God to be with me and school, and He listened.” I was kind of taken aback, because I was busy looking at some coupons I found in the store (too bad they were expired!! Gah!). I asked him what he was talking about, and he said it to me again. It clicked to me after he said it the second time.
I said, ” You mean to help you be good?” (which is also one thing we told him he could do, was pray and ask God for strength when he is feeling overwhelmed). He said “Yes. And He did it!”
The only thing I could say behind my tears of joy were, “Yes son, God is Good!”
I get goosebumps even thinking of it again.
God is good, all the time. He put a song of praise in this heart of mine. God is good!