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Thursday, May 10, 2012

Moms with Special Gifts...



“Why Them, Lord?” by Erma Bombeck.



Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, others due to social pressures and a couple by habit.

This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children were chosen?

Somehow I visualize God, hovering over earth, selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger:

Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint, Matthew.
Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint, Cecilia.
Rutledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint, give her Gerard. He’s used to profanity.

Finally, he passes a name to an angel; Fay Chan * and smiles. Give her a handicapped child.

The angel is curious. Why this one God? She is so happy.

“Exactly,” smiles God. How could I give a handicapped child a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.

“But has she patience?” asks the angel.

“I don’t want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair.Once the shock and resentment wears off, she’ll handle it.

I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am giving her has his own world. She has to make him live in her world and that’s not going to be easy.”.

But she does not even pray to you!

God smiles, “No matter. I can fix that. That one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”.

The angel gasps, “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?” God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she’ll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will give a child less than perfect. She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take a spoken word for granted. She will never consider a step ordinary.

“I will permit her to see clearly the things I see…ignorance, cruelty, prejudice… and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side.”.

“ And what about her patron saint” asks the angel, his pen poised in mid-air.

God smiles. “Nevermind, a mirror will suffice.”





















1 comments:

Debbie said...

Words can't even describe... thank you for posting this. In tears after watching it but good tears. Tears of strength and joy knowing that I can place my trust in God to bring the right child to us even if it's not at all what we expected. You gave me the answer I was looking for tonight. Thanks!