We recently got Direct TV and access to a DVR in our bedroom. One of my new "guilty pleasure" is to record "Homekeepers" with Arthelene Rippy. It's one of the show I've watched off and on for years. I like it but it's one of the shows that comes on in the middle of the day and I forget about it.
Anyway, I was watching it last night and she had a woman by the name of Anne Brooks on. Mrs. Brooks had a daughter in the 60's 0r 70's (They didn't say for sure. She's written a book called "If I Died, Will You still Love Me." Which I just ordered today.) The daughter had Cerebral Palsy and she was taken away when she was 3 or so and put in state custody. Her parents were accused of neglect and abuse. They were only allowed to see her every now and then. The parents were Christan and they had raised the girl in their faith, but she was told that it was a lie and that they didn't love her. She eventually died when she was 11; her feeding tube was inserted into her lungs instead of her stomach. It was such a profound, profound story and it really made me stop and think how blessed.
I was born in 1973 and my parents were told to leave me at the hospital, to go home and forget they ever had a daughter. It seams so unreal that anyone would tell a parent that. God certainly did bless me with the right parents. They fought for me and were able to provide opportunities to me that MANY disabled children didn't (& still don't) get. My parents were a gift to me from God & I know I am walking & talking miracle!
I can never say thank you enough; Of course Daddy's in heaven & he's not here for me to thank. I did call Mama lat night. But how do you say thank you? That's right up there (almost) with saying thank you to Jesus for dying for my sins so I can have salvation. There are no words; no actions; nothing I can do to express my gratitude towards them. Which I know they don't want my thanks and they did it purely out of love to me and obedience to God, but I'm just having such a time of amazement after hearing Mrs. Brooks story and realizing how truly blessed I am.
I took a class in college that talked about how different cultures and times in history dealt with sickness and disabilities and it was just mind boggling. I'm just so thankful to God that I was born in the era I was, the country I was and the family I was. That was totally ordained by God.