Saturday, March 21, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
by Erma Bombeck
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by 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 are 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."
"Forrester, Marjorie; daughter; patron saint, Cecelia."
"Rudledge, Carrie; twins; patron saint... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God ? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God.
"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 independance. She'll have to teach the child to live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps, "Selfishness ? Is that a virtue ?"
God nods. "If she can't seperate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, there is a woman I will bless with a child less then perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it ! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"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 midair.
God smiles. " A mirror will suffice."
My Special Child
As I look at your face, my special child
I see a gift from God, so meek and so mild.
Your accomplishments may seem few and far between
But happier parents you have never seen.
With every move you make, my heart swells with pride.
My smile beams brightly from side to side.
You'll never know what it feels like to not be loved.
You are truly a gift sent from Heaven above.
As I look at you now I fully understand
That I won't be alone, God is holding my hand.
Life has a funny way of turning things around.
If we let Him take over, His love will abound.
I never knew true faith until you were born.
A special crown I have been given to adorn.
Only a few chosen parents will be able to say
"A special child has been sent to show me the way."
I'm so proud of you wherever we go.
I'll never be afraid to let my love show.
I thank God for you every day that goes by,
I'll never ask, "Why me, God, why?"
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Well, two different times today Stephen gave Grandpa Oreos. Stephen thinks Grandpa has to be eating 24/7 I guess!!!
It sure was nice today. Stephen went outside on the deck without his shoes, and of course, got a splinter in his toe! He knows better than to do that. I'm surprised he didn't take the dogs for a walk today, mabe he'll do that tomorrow.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
What a helper Stephen is with Grandpa. He puts his bib on him, gets his paper, coffee, breakfast, takes such good care of Grandpa on the weekends when he is living with us! What a joy my son is, and a tremendous blessing from God! Stephen even loads up the dishwasher, sets the table when it is time for dinner, he even gathers all of the items needed for dinner and brings them upstairs so we will know what he wants! He is such a trip!