Last night and this morning I felt the dark cloud of discouragement, and despair, even, forming within my thoughts. Yesterday was Sophie’s IEP meeting, and while the team supporting and servicing her is totally awesome, it’s tough focusing on all the ways that she’s behind, or different, delayed, or disabled. Just hard. Period. She now has been labeled as a child with multiple areas of disability, receiving services in speech, occupational therapy for fine motor issues, and adaptive PE for gross motor issues. I confess, I thought of the many, many children born to all my friends, and so many of them are normal. On IEP days, I feel anger about that. I’ll admit it. When I’m forced to zero on on Sophie’s differences, when I’m forced to play the dangerous game of comparison, my heart feels troubled. I have to do it every now and then. But at the same time, I know it’s not where God wants me to live. This morning, I prayed, “Dear Father, just help me to be ok with today. That’s all I need to do. I just want to be ok with where we are today.” It’s a prayer I know I’ve prayed many times. I’m struggle, today, to be ok with Sophie’s differences. But I’m fighting to see and hold on to the many blessings that God is showing me in the midst of the struggle. So here they are…
Sophie is blessed to be part of an incredible program at Lancaster City Preschool, and to have a fabulous teacher and aide there. Sophie’s teacher spends a great deal of time working with her and doing those “extras” that all teachers do, for my child. She and her aide are sweet, and nurturing, and so exceptionally kind. Her private speech therapist and public school therapist, her occupational therapist, and her adaptive PE teacher are dynamic, down to earth, and skilled at what they do. She is blessed to be in their care.
Sophie has made friends. As I have struggled with this possible diagnosis for her, with her delays, even over several years, one of my biggest concerns was always how she would do with her peers, and how she would make friends, given her nonverbal status right now, and her differences to be seen down the road. But, she has made friends. Every day those friends greet her at the door of her preschool with smiles, giggles, and hugs. She is eager to see them each day. I absolutely love this, and it touches my heart that God has allowed me to see these friendships, speaking so directly to my own area of concern. Isn’t he good like that?
Better still … When we saw the geneticist, we learned that he has one other child patient in the central Ohio area who has Weidemann-Steiner Syndrom (WSS). Just one in this entire area. Yesterday at my IEP meeting at Sophie’s school, I learned that a child at Sophie’s school has this syndrome. Say, what?! Today, I met her mommy. And I found out that this little girl who has WSS was actually in Sophie’s class last year. I passed her mommy everyday in the halls and parking lot for almost the last year. What a sweet blessing. She is the other child that our geneticist diagnosed. Of all the places in Ohio that she could be, she’s here in Lancaster, at the exact same preschool as my daughter. Only God could do something like that for me. What an immense blessing. There are perhaps thought to be three children in this area who have the syndrome, one a baby, and it just so happens that these other two little girls – Sophie and Kloe – attend the same school. Just so happens. I know my Father sees me. I know he loves my child. I know he loves me.
God faithfully reminded me of the big picture this morning as I listened to some worship music:
“Come out of sadness
From wherever you’ve been
Let rescue begin
Come find your mercy
Oh sinner come kneel
Earth has no sorrow
That heaven can’t heal” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HELQyZNnR-g)
Sophie’s precious soul is eternal. Her life here may have brokenness. All our lives do have some form of brokenness. But in the wold that she was made for, there will be no more tears, no more brokenness. There is always hope. Though this journey may be difficult, I’m choosing to view it as my “light and momentary trials.” It’s not easy, and I’m not sure my heart is 100% there yet. But I’m making my choice: God is good, and he is faithful; he love us, and he sees us; he is always working for our good, even when our hearts feel like they’re breaking.
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“But I’m making my choice: God is good, and he is faithful; he love us, and he sees us; he is always working for our good, even when our hearts feel like they’re breaking”
Oh how I needed these words today! Amen!
I love your heart for Jesus, Catherine! You are a true hero of the faith to me! Always honest but so encouraging! You have reminded me of Hebrews 13:15 “Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise-the fruit of lips that confess His name.”
Oh, Catherine! Thank you so much for sharing this! I really needed this today! I am so moved by how God has provided such an amazing thing for you and Sophie, through this little girl in her class. Just so amazing! Really boosted my faith! Wanted to also share that one line you wrote in particular really grabbed me: where you said something like, the world Sophie is made for will have no tears and suffering/difficulties. Thinking in terms of being made for the next world, regardless of what THIS world is like for us, is really a Godly perspective, and one that I so often struggle to have. I will hang onto that line/thought and meditate on it to help me in the struggle. THANK YOU SO MUCH! You are a gem! I continue to pray for your physical difficulties, too. Your spiritual strength amazes me as you continue to face all these challenges with such faith, grace and optimism. You are definitely your mamma’s girl! 😉 Love to you and yours!
God is amazing & he hears our prayers always. I think it is wonderful that he has comforted your morning worries & concerns with a little friend for Sophie who is experiencing the same & for you to have the potential of a friendship with Kloe’s Mom. My hope for you as that you will enjoy these days & not lose today’s joys to worries about tomorrow. It is so easy to say that, but as one who often worried far more than I should have, I hope that your daily joys won’t be stolen by tomorrow anxieties. We are praying for your family often & for many more good blessings that override the struggles.