Saturday, January 25, 2014

AN INSPIRATIONAL STORY

It is never a good thing when a member of the family has a disability, no one SHOULD ever wish for someone to be born with any form of disability. Every member of a family with a child born with a disability or adult who through an accident or inherits a defected gene should never feel depressed, lonely or rejected because of his/her disability.
Someone told me about this story of a young man who rejected his mom because she had one eye and I thank God I found it on my feed yesterday and would love to share it.


 Read on and share the story with friends and family....









" My mom only had one eye. I hated her… She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students and teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, ‘EEEE, your mom only has one eye!’ I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, "If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond… I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn’t seen me in years and she didn’t even meet her grandchildren. When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity. My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have. "My dearest son, I think of you all the time. I’m sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I’m sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see……..when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. With all my love to you, Your mother." the son got into tears, but it was too late". 
MORAL LESSON: We should never be judgemental before you start throwing insults at someone because he/she is different from you stop and ask your self WHAT IF? For love this lady gave up an eye, what are you willing to give up? This story always touches the core of my heart.


Thursday, January 23, 2014

MY RIGHT HAND

THE CHANGES THAT HAPPEN EVERY DAY...

It is the first month of the new year 2014, everything this year seems to be changing real fast. I must say the weather has been good, very sunny am even thinking of going for a swim. Then I suddenly remember my fears...back in the day we used to go for swimming every weekend but the problem I had was fear, I used to fear drowning even in the shallow end, so what I used to do was sit at the end of the pool and watch people swim and enjoy themselves.

 My muscles had already started to weaken and though I was not aware of it, I always thought I was getting heavier because by age thirteen I had issues with my weight. Things really do change fast, from sitting at the end of the pool, I was now sitting on the bench watching from a distance.

We are in 2014 today and a lot has happened, my muscles are getting weaker by the day, everyday I realize what I could do a few days ago is becoming difficult to do. I try to keep my hands busy so that my shoulder muscles do not waste faster. My left hand has been of great help. I am right handed and that means I use my right hand to do practically everything.Due to muscle weakness I am unable to lift my right hand to the level I want it to reach especially while eating so I have to use my left hand to support my right making it easier for me to eat, cook and dress.

I thank God for the physical strength that I enjoy today because His grace has been sufficient for me.

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