You're Beautiful

The past few weeks there has been something weighing heavy on my heart and mind. Our actions and words are so very important. So very influential...especially on those little ones we don't think are listening. The things they see and hear are taken out to the world and shared with the world. If those are kind, loving, build people up kinds of things then...AWESOME. Those are the things of life worth living for. Yet, all too often they are not those words and deeds reflected. I'm not talking about heinous crimes or overly blatant wrong things, but those more subtle, some how sharper words that strike.

Recently, my little bear says to me "I guess I am just a weird kid, Mom." Weird? Where in the world did this come from? Turns out a particular non friend at school has been throwing these jabs out at my kiddo on a frequent basis. Now, let me interject a major statement of importance here, I am not OK with being mean or ugly to people, but facts are facts, these things will happen more often than they should in this life. My goal is for my little guy to learn how to handle these breaches upon his self image and come out on top. YET, I do strongly feel that as his mom I have a obligation to teach him to not treat other people that way. My God tells us not to!

Friends have shared various instances when their own, differently-abled little person was treated unkindly. Makes me stop and think we as a society are going about this all the wrong way. In a world that "celebrates" uniqueness in more ways than I can count, a child with a condition that they CAN'T change is ridiculed, mocked, and told to go play somewhere else. Really? It is looked down upon to judge or treat someone differently because of their hair, tattoos, piercings, religious beliefs, or lifestyle choices and yet children are learning to be rude to other kids who are different from them? This is ludicrous.

Please stop and think before you say something about the person standing on the corner. Please stop and think before you speak ill words about the coworker that drives you crazy. Please stop and think before telling your kid "that person is weird/strange." Plain and simple they are just different. I'm different than you and you are different than me, doesn't make us weird or strange, but oddly it makes us normal because different IS normal.

My hopes in this are that my sweet child and those walking a similar journey come away with a peace in knowing who they are. Knowing that they are beautifully and wonderfully made.
Mercy Me shares my thoughts "You're beautiful, You're beautiful, You are made for so much more than all of this. You're beautiful, You're beautiful, You are treasured, You are sacred, You are His. You're beautiful"


Dear Lord,

Please help me to be an example of YOU in my thoughts, actions, and words. Keep me mindful of the little ears that are listening and molding themselves after me. Protect their hearts and minds from the arrows of insults the world throws their way. May they carry the fruits of the spirit. 

Your girl,

~*Shelby*~