Last week, I had the opportunity to experience the "Hand of Providence" in our life and this song kept coming back to me and thanks to my iPhone, I listened to it many, many times without having to waste walkman battey-life on rewind!
Monday: Ellie and I went for a follow-up speech assessment as part of her whole-body review the pediatrician has ordered. Her Speech Pathologist assessed her a year ago and said there was a speech delay but nothing significant. This day, however, the Speech Pathologist did some testing and said that Ellie was border-line severe language delays. She sent me home with a 300-question test to assist us in obtaining PUF Funding for Ellie - which stands for Program Unit Funding which would pay for special programs that would be available to her.
Tuesday: As I was mentally drafting an email to close family to update them on this and ask for prayer for funding and a programming spot, the Speech Pathologist called and said that Ellie had qualified for PUF Funding! She then gave me a list of six agencies to contact immediately to see if there was a programming spot available for Ellie - programs run on the school year and can be hard to come by as there is more need than programs available.
I called the first three places, was put on a wait list, left two voice mails and one called me back and booked us in for a tour the following day. The lady said that a spot had just opened up the previous day - my mind was reeling with the speed this was taking.
Wednesday: Mark, Ellie, Will and I toured this school and made the decision to place Ellie there. We completed the paperwork and she started the following day! The name of the school? Providence...
I had to look up what the word "providence" meant, and according to Mr. Webster, it means "divine guidance or care" - how true! We were living out the definition of the word! I then had to look up the words to the Michael W. Smith song that came coming back to me, and the words just overwhelmed the emotions in my heart:
Providence, Providence
See it laying down the cornerstone
The Hand of Providence – it’s evident
For we could never make it on our own
Apportioning the power
Weighing all that it entails
Giving us the fulcrum
And a balance to the scales
Oh, the Hand of Providence
Is guiding us through choices that we make
Oh, the Hand of Providence
Is reaching out to help us on our way
Providence, ever since
Any thesis ever entered man
The Hand of Providence
Has been our best defense
Tho’ his ways are sometimes hard to understand
From the dying of a heartbeat
To another soul reborn
From in between and circling
Our thoughts of love and war
Oh, the Hand of Providence
Is guiding us through choices that we make
Oh, the Hand of Providence
Is reaching out to help us on our way
1 comment:
Lori,
I'm just catching up on this and your last post now. Wow - so much information in so little time.
I can sympathize with the over-load you feel when presented with all the things the doctors think may be going on.
As one mama who's been there (although in a different way) I will pray specifically for you each day. (Of course I will pray for everyone, but I am going to focus on you.) I know the feeling of wanting to wrap your perfect baby in bubble wrap and wanting so badly for someone to tell you everything about her is perfect in every way.
I have several aquaintances and old clients who went to Providence. I've heard nothing but wonderful things about it. I'm so happy that prayer was answered so quickly.
Have you gone to the Endocrine yet? I thought I read on Facebook that you had?
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