As a mom to three special needs children from China (one CL/CP, one microtia/atresia, one radial club hands), I am learning to see things in a different light. With each adoption, I learn the art of looking at life through the eyes of a child more and more. As they are growing older and becoming increasingly aware of the differences in their physical appearances, I learn new perspectives on what the world sees as a deformity.
I learn THEIR perspective on their own special need.
Case in point:
When a mom of seven children takes a shower, you never know who is going to burst in the bathroom with an earth shattering proclamation. Today it happened to be my four year old, Kimmie.
“Mom? When Candie goes to Heaven, will her ears be wike mine ears?” Stunned by her question, I mumbled something profound like “….uh….yes”
“And will my hands be straight?” Pulling myself together (as much as one can do with shampoo running down one’s face), I explained that yes, your hands will most likely be straight in Heaven. Jesus will give us new bodies and we will have no more boo-boos or tears or pain.
“Well…I wike my hands, cuz dem make a good turkey when I trace dem.”
May we all have that child-like perspective when we encounter those around us who are “different” from us, seeing the blessings and purpose in what the world may see as a pity or pain.