Qwietpleez's Journal

Musings, rantings and dreams . . .


I found this quote by St. Francis de Sales - Now while I admit that I don't know anything about him, he has touched my life with words he once spoke. I read these words and I thought of my sons and I was thankful for them, exactly as they are because that was how they were meant to be . . . They were created and given to me, made by the Creator without flaw, everything about each of them was carefully chosen by God to bless me ~ Special gifts, not a burden.

The everlasting God has in his wisdom foreseen from eternity the cross he now presents to you as a gift from his innermost heart. The cross he now sends you he has considered with all knowing eyes, understood with divine mind, tested with wise justice, warmed with loving arms and weighed with his own hands to see that it not be one inch too large and not one ounce too heavy for you. He has blessed it with his holy name, anointed it with his grace, perfumed it with his consolation, taken one last glance at you and your courage, then sent it to you from heaven, with special greeting from God to you, an alms to the all merciful love of God  . . .
St. Francis de Sales

With everything in me I believe that my children, with all their abilities and disabilities, were the most precious gift I could have ever been given. They are not my cross to bear but rather my freedom from burden. God saw something special in me and he entrusted me with these fragile creations, to care for and teach and love until the day he calls them home.

I don't feel blessed, I know that I am blessed. I met a young mother once, her son was born with physical handicaps. Her family had disowned her, they told her that God was punishing her for something she had done by giving her such a burden to carry through life. My heart broke as her tears fell.

She now knows that she too was blessed. That boy has brought her more joy than she had ever known. He doesn't walk or talk, he lives his life in her arms or in his chair but he has the smile of an angel and that is enough for her. She doesn't spend her days grieving for the future he won't have, she gives praise for the future he does have!

Many years ago when we found out that my oldest son was autistic, my mother wrote the word on a piece of paper and put it in her bible. Later, when she opened to the pages it lay between she was overcome with the message she received. For her, it was even further confirmation that God knew what he was doing when he formed my son, that he had reason and purpose . . . I found gentle strength in these words as well, words that carried me once again later in life when his younger brother was diagnosed.

Psalms 139 -

13 - You created every part of me; you put me together in my mother's womb.

14 - I praise you because you are to be feared; all you do is strange and wonderful. I know it with all my heart.

15 - When my bones were being formed, carefully put in my mothers womb, when I was growing there in secret, you knew that I was there. You saw me before I was born. The days allotted to me had all been recorded in your book, before any of them began.

16 - O God, how difficult I find your thoughts; how many of the there are!

17 - If I counted them, they would be more than the days of sand, when I awake I am still with you.

Everything according to God's will . . . Even if your faith is not Christ that doesn't mean that you can't look upon your children as anything less than a perfect creation, made just for you.



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Apr. 1, 2011 at 8:32 PM

My child with autism is definitely the biggest blessing in my life.  There is nothing that I would change about him, as he is perfect to us!

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