I think that part of this life is learning to love those that are different. There is a reason for everything. There is reason why there is a little boy in my primary class that builds a chair wall around himself every
Sunday.
I am the primary chorister in my ward. The primary president called to explain some of the children in our ward that have special needs. I had noticed this before. Some it was all too obvious and I felt the automatic love and sympathy for them. But then she started talking about this other child whom has this disorder that
causes him to go in the corner of the primary room and put chairs all around himself and hide.
The first
Sunday I saw this I thought, "WHY doesn't his teacher come a get him? How is he aloud to sit on the floor under a chair?" So know as the president is telling me a LABEL, I all the
suddenly felt the love and understanding for this little boy, I should have felt automatically! I was feeling very bad and the thought popped in my head, why did I wait for her to tell me a LABEL.
There is a reason for everything and I need to
assume this much quicker and find love and patience quicker!!
It seems like we love labels-we love them
because it explains our differences. I asked my self , what does this have to do with me knowing what was wrong with him? Why didn't I automatically feel "sorry" and love towards him. I guess I can blame it on our society that we judge until we KNOW what is wrong.
It does feel better to KNOW what is wrong with us....a diagnosis of cancer, or thyroid, or obsessive
compulsive, or
ADHD. But maybe in the meantime...I little more love and compassion!
But I know I need to work on feeling more compassion and love for all people before we know....
because all of us are struggling through this life...some more than others....
This is in part response to a friend's post on homosexuality. I agree with her on the point that I do not
believe in PRACTICING homosexuality. I think we need to be careful how we teach our children this point. My parents would always say, "Just feel sorry for them" This was good advice. But I honestly have to admit that when I was in my teens...I would look at smokers, drinkers, homosexuals, and think that they were bad, it went beyond
their behavior.
The point is...we (I) need to learn to love my neighbor as my brother. As Jesus taught so long ago in the be-attitudes. This means loving them even if they are strange or sick or mean or different. In my adult life I have learned a lot more empathy,but I
still have a long ways to go....