Zac started at Shelton High yesterday. For those of you who know us personally, you know this decision came after months of praying and groping for a solution. Homeschooling doesn’t provide enough structure. At this point, Zac lacks the self-discipline to make his own schedule and get his work done.
Jonathon took him clothes shopping since sweat pants won’t cut it in class with his peers. Yesterday morning, he came downstairs dressed in all black. It looked like he was going to a funeral, perhaps his own.
Despite the clothes, he didn’t seem down. He chatted with us off and on. He retrieved his like-new backpack, and stuck the few school supplies he had in it. He shoved his lunch on top and away we went.
Zac’s school starts before 8:00. Since I need to be at work by 8:00, I am now his designated driver. I wondered what to say. I haven’t driven Zac to school for nearly 2 years. Then I remembered something.
“Zac,” I said, glancing over at him. “It’s gonna be good.”
“If you say so,” he said.
“I do!” I replied.
“That could be taken two different ways, Mom,” he said, shaking his head. “And you took it that way.”
I did. Because having a good attitude is 90% of the battle. Things won’t go well all the time; we know it. But forging on anyway and doing our best trusting God to get us through will make all the difference. I get the sense that this is a new beginning for our boy, smack dab in the middle of the school year.
At dinner, we got the full report.
“I ran into Nick. Haven’t seen him for years,” Zac said. He met Nick right after he started his escorted tour of his class schedule. He also ran into at least 2 other friends.
Sometimes, the solutions we need present themselves after we’ve hit a brick wall with how we do things. I have no doubt Zac will have his light-bulb moment in figuring out how to organize his time. While I can’t make it happen, I can provide circumstances to help precipitate its occurrence. I will provide encouragement and as much unsolicited advice as I’m allowed. I’m so glad for second chances, and third chances, and so on. God never gives up on us. He gives us fresh starts all the time, His mercies are new every morning.