God Takes Care In Picking Moms
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|Wed, 04-30-2003 - 6:22pm|
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.
God passes a name to the angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped
The angel is curious, "Why this one God? She's so happy?"
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a handicapped child to 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'm going to give her has his own world. She has to make him
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 separate herself from the child occasionally
she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a
child less than perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be
envied. 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 allow 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 a patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."