Encouragement from an Unexpected Place

For those of you that know me know that it's been an up and down ride with Matthew being in daycare. Overall, I'm grateful we have him in it as it will grow his skills, expose him to other kids (and their illnesses), and it allows me to be an "adult" for part of the week. I truly believe that putting your child in the care of strangers and then driving 35 miles away is the biggest test of faith that I've had and nothing has increased my prayer life more, which is a good thing. It has also allowed David and I to act more as a unit and team.

We've had our miscommunications, expectations not met, and just "not the way we would do it" but Matthew is thriving and we're blessed that he is  a flexible kid. This week Matthew began a new class and again the apprehension of what it would look like and how he would do came, but it quickly went yesterday. David called me after dropping Matthew off and said all the teachers were friendly and were actively playing with the kids. He said they set all of them, including Matthew, up to eat breakfast and the teacher helped them fold their little hands together and said a prayer for all of them. She tries to teach the smaller ones to say "Amen" at the end like the older kids.

Today, on my way home, my friend Kim, who also works at the daycare, sent me a message saying Matthew was outside playing on the playgroud and looked real happy. Matthew LOVES outside so I was happy that he is getting to go out there and play on the playground. When I picked him up they were walking back in and I picked him up and he started pointing at the sky and was "talking". I asked him what he was looking at and the teacher said "We were just learning about trees outside, so he's pointing at them." 

Wow. That just blessed my mommy heart to know that one, they are invested in my child and treat him kindly, two, they are invested in encouraging his physical, emotional and spiritual development, and three, that they would communicate that with me so that we can continue to work on those things at home.

What a blessing and I'm grateful for this small piece of encouragement and for God to say softly "It will be okay."