greeneyedgirl said:
I am sorry that your child is disabled.
Why? What made you assume that my child deserves pity? Do you want pity for your disability? Don't be sorry for him, and don't be sorry for me. I'm not sorry for who he is. I love who he is, and who he is is not in his body. His body is merely a home for his soul.
On the other hand, just because you have a disabled child does not mean this is not a sincere and valid question.
My child being disabled has nothing whatsoever to do with the validity of your question, but my response, involving him, is applicable to your question. Your question assumes that God doesn't love some humans enough to make them perfect and whole like others.
I think you need to work on your sensitivity.
Actually, I would suggest that it is you who needs to work on your sensitivity. Perhaps you could step outside of your own box, and take a look around. You're not the only person born different. Since when does difference deserve pity? Don't feel sorry for my child. Don't feel sorry for me. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.
When you learn to love and accept who you are, then maybe it will be easier for you to stop blaming God for not loving you enough to make you like those that you think are better than yourself.
In reality, flesh is temporary. What you do with your inner being, (soul) is far more important. There are many beautiful people (according to societal standards) who are horrid and ugly inside. There are also some people born differently who are horrid and ugly inside. To develop beauty within, one must begin with LOVE. Life is a gift. Every moment you can breathe is a gift. Every moment you can think and react, is a gift. Some cannot breathe without machines. Some cannot think or react. Some are treated as if they cannot think, simply because they are different. If you want to make a difference in the way the world perceives you, then start on the inside. If you want to know why God allowed you to be different than others, start by getting to know Him. If you want to be loved, start by loving yourself.
19 I remember my affliction and my wandering,
the bitterness and the gall.
20 I well remember them,
and my soul is downcast within me.
21 Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:
22 Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
23 They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
24 I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him."
25 The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him,
to the one who seeks him;
26 it is good to wait quietly
for the salvation of the LORD.
27 It is good for a man to bear the yoke
while he is young.
28 Let him sit alone in silence,
for the LORD has laid it on him.
29 Let him bury his face in the dust
there may yet be hope.
30 Let him offer his cheek to one who would strike him,
and let him be filled with disgrace.
31 For men are not cast off
by the Lord forever.
32 Though he brings grief, he will show compassion,
so great is his unfailing love.
33 For he does not willingly bring affliction
or grief to the children of men.
Lamentations 3.19-33
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide.
"Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best
Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His state
Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait."
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[FONT=Arial, Helvetica]"On His Blindness" by John Milton[/FONT]