You don’t make mistakes. You don’t make mistakes! I know that truth about You so when I see Your sons and daughters born without limbs, or with their brain wired differently than my own I know You created them for a purpose. Some were born blind so You could display Your glory power. Some were born to inspire us to grow in our communication — those we label disabled are simply those You created out of joy and Love.
Those I encountered this week pour out Your joy. Their smiles usher in delight. In a country where there is already a language barrier, we are ministering to a people who have a language barrier with their countrymen too. But that is what is so beautiful. Hugs, dancing, painting, smiling, playing with toys, sitting on a mound of stripped fabric to roll them into balls, braiding hair and painting nails, such simple non-verbal ways to share You and Your love for them.
Oh Father, I don’t doubt Your goodness, nor do I doubt Your faithfulness. I don’t know Spanish. I don’t know what the moanings of Your son means. I don’t know how to hear the cries of Your daughter’s heart, but I know You do. I know you give EVERYONE the opportunity to choose You and so I know that while I may be a piece of the puzzle that is their story of You, You don’t need me. And how freeing that is. How much more that makes me love them. I’m not forced into it. I’m invited into Your heart. And what a wonderful invitation!
But even more You invite others to love me just the same. It’s not something they are forced into. It is something they are invited into.
When I face the ones we are loving on this month, I’m reminded even more that the family we are born into are not required to love us — or even to keep us. Their biological families decided in some form or fashion that they couldn’t or wouldn’t care for these. So they were adopted into a community who is not looking to fix them but rather to care for them, to love on them and to learn their unique language to help them connect to the rest of the world.
They use physical therapy, equine therapy, classes to teach them math, reading, writing, finances, pottery, carpet-making, life skills, psychological therapy, massage therapy, and more. They work so hard to connect.
This is such picture of how You Love us. You speak in so many ways: through scripture, nature, other people, dreams, visions, feeling, a still small voice in our head, impressions, and a knowing in our spirit and so many more ways.
I don’t think there is anything in life You don’t use to connect with us.
My prayer for this month, while we simply sit and know You are God with the ones You created to be like children for life, is that you give my squad mates and me peace. Some of the conditions are so hard to witness. But let us love them like You would. Place Your heart in ours.
Holy Spirit overflow in us and in this place. Be the Comforter, the Healer, and the Lover of our souls.
