God sure knew what He was doing in knitting you together just so!
He doesn't make mistakes sweet girl. You were created for a time and a place just as this one and when the God of the universe breathed air into your lungs, whispering softly the promise of eternity through the sacrifice of His son, He did so knowing EXACTLY who you were!
From the beginning of time He knew you.
And He loved you.
My prayer is that you would somehow be spared from the knowledge of your parents' selfishness. That you would never--not for one single second--feel unwanted or unloved.
Because there isn't a moment that goes by that you aren't wanted and loved.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11
It's true this has me a little on edge. Those words--"wrongful birth"--make no sense. I simply cannot wrap my mind around them.
She's here.
Four years old and perfect.
Just like every precious child who happens to have been born with a disability...or without.
How can we possibly think we have the right to decide who is worthy of life?
Only those who can walk? Talk? Earn a living and support themselves?
Those who won't be burdensome or an inconvenience?
Seriously.
Maybe you're just as angry as I am. Maybe you've found yourself judging this couple...I sure have.
But we can do better than that.
Where were you when the next door neighbor found out her son had Autism? Where were you when that family left church after months of waiting for someone to notice them? Where were you when your best friend sat crying after receiving the results...pregnant and alone?
Where was I?
Where was I?
I want every family getting a diagnosis (or LIVING a diagnosis) to know that they are not alone! I want them to know that Jesus Christ died for them...and for their precious, gift from God, happens to have Down Syndrome baby. I want them in their time of need to never have to reach further than the phone. And when they don't have the strength to dial your number--I want their phone to RING!!
That is my dream. That is my heart. That is what I will continue to fight for so long as God continues opening the doors.
