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Erma Bombeck
I don't know for sure the name of this one...If you do, Please tell me :o)
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, and 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.
Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint, Cecilia.
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."
PERFECT PICK: "Exactly." says 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 wear 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 it 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 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 sunset
to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
NEVER ALONE: "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 a patron saint?" asks the angel, pen poised in midair.
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
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