A lesson in submission

I admit it...submission is not an easy thing for me to do. In fact when I believe I am right I am very passionate about what I feel/am right I don't budge...not easily anyway. Three years ago when I (notice the word I) was deciding what school my Little Dude would go to Kindergarten. It was no question we would send him to private school. I had been a private school teacher for years. Attended private school and college. It was never a thought that my children will go to public school. When we moved into our house, my husband thought it was so cool we lived to close to the public school. My thought was "That's nice for everyone who attends PUBLIC school." In my arrogance, a good christian doesn't put their child in public school. In the weeks to come, I began to realize my husband and I didn't see eye to eye on Christan and private education. Yes, that was one of those discussions we didn't have before marriage. I just assumed he was okay with it. I was a private school teacher when we were dating. So, I ASSUMED he was on board with it. Then it came for us to decided where Little Dude would go to school. And WOW!! We sure got into it. I went as far as to tell him I would ask my parents for the money if he wouldn't pay for it. OUCH!!What didn't occur to me at the time was God has a plan. And He always has a plan. What was his plan...I couldn't see it, but my husband did. After many disfigurements I woke up one morning and I knew that I knew I knew my son was to go to public school. Oh yeah I was mad! That meant God was siding with my husband. I didn't like that. That meant I was wrong...Remember I was right about this particular decision. So, after much heartache about giving up that dream about my children going to private school, I prepared him and myself for Little Dude attending public school. Oh did that hurt. Still does occasional. My prayers changed, my ideas changed, and most of all God changed my heart. He gave me the ability to see that Public School was in my son's best interest. You see...God answered my first request. Please let his teacher be a Christ Follower. She was and God has been faithful to allow each teacher since then be a Christ Follower. But his K-5 teacher will always be a special lady. I knew Little Dude struggled with speech and a few other things. I could never put my finger on it or what it was. Mrs. Brown recognized what Little Dude had. She very lovingly told my husband and I what she suspected. Our suspicions were confirmed that he had Dyslexia. Mrs. Brown told us about Scottish Rites Hospital and the importance of getting Little Dude diagnosed from Medical professionals and how that would open all the doors he would need to have a successful academic career. In the school system you don't go through Dyslexia testing till the end of 1st grade. But because we got Little Dude diagnosed so young he entered 1st grade with High Priority for Tutoring and getting 504. Most families struggle with their Dyslexic Child till 3rd grade before the child gets proper diagnosed. We were blessed to not endure that. Now that Little Dude in in 2nd grade he has been in classrooms with teachers who are Reading Specialist. He began his MTA classes early and has had all the nescarry accommodations a child with Dyslexia need to have a successful academic career. All this to say...I submitted to my husband and followed his leading to put our oldest son in public school. I can't imagine the struggles our son would have had it I would have not "let" go and pressure my husband to do what I WANTED. Instead of doing what God was leading him to do. Do I still wish my children are in private school? DEFIANTLY!!! But I know my son is exactly where he needs to be to receive the best education he can get. We have been at our public school for three years and I thank God we are here and that He has blessed my son..