When Less Is More

Jordan came home from school today in a pleasant and friendly mood.  She didn't offer up much information about school, except to say that her favorite class today was English and that one of the boys got in a little trouble for talking too much.  I felt awful that I didn't get to spend much time with her this evening, but it was parent night at the high school.  

As I'm sitting here typing this, I'm realizing though that in at least one regard, less really *is* more.  No complaints or hurt feelings today were reported!  Yippee!! Praising You Lord for this!!

Tomorrow will start up another year of girl's friendship club for the sixth graders who are interested. In the past, Jordan has had mixed feelings about attending, questioning how "some girls can go to friendship club and forget the friend part." Sometimes in her innocence she hits the nail dead on. Last year I allowed Jordan to choose whether to go or not, and many times she chose to just come home. But as her mom, I know that shielding her from pain and keeping her from real-life social situations isn't helping her grow.  I'm so hopeful now since her teacher has addressed Asperger's with the entire grade and with the positive response from the students.  Some really appear to have "gotten it."  Again, all praise and glory are His! Isn't it amazing how far a little understanding and kindness can go? I think we all can learn from this.

But that's it for the day.  No telling how tomorrow will go. I'm heading to bed now, enjoying what's left of this rather calm day.    

Good night.

"I sought the Lord, and he answered me; 

he delivered me from all my fears."  Psalm 34:3  NIV