This fellow reminds me of a roommate I had in college. He had cerebral palsy but that didn’t stop him from being the most optimistic friend I ever had. Barely able to walk, subject to frequent falls and muscle spasms, he would joke about spilling his beer and his slow typing skills. He had friends everywhere. At the bar we frequented, the owner would joke with him, “Hi, you weak son of a bitch!” And that joke never seemed to get old. Although his disability was obvious, it was soon forgotten by people he met, befriended and inspired.
I have dear friends who have a daughter with cerebral palsy who just went to Cambodia on a 6 week mission trip. She certainly blessed all those she came in contact with over there. She definitely has the Jesus’ spirit inside her and loves to share that with everyone. I love being around her and absolutely do not find her a burden or inconvenient.
give me a person that struggled in life and has a good personality any day over one that life has not given them challenges. it is the fact that it is the struggle that builds personality and makes us a better person. if we were to allow the Margret sangers of the world to determine who was of value we would die as a species as with each generation are definition of who is valuable gets narrower and narrower tell we get to the point that all that makes us human is gone.
give me a person that struggled in life and has a good personality any day over one that life has not given them challenges. it is the fact that it is the struggle that builds personality and makes us a better person. if we were to allow the Margret sangers of the world to determine who was of value we would die as a species as with each generation are definition of who is valuable gets narrower and narrower tell we get to the point that all that makes us human is gone.