Sunday, January 24, 2010
My favorite Sunday of the year is always the sanctity of life Sunday. It has always had special meaning for me for several reasons. The photo above is just one of them. Look at Aaron's arm firmly holding onto his sweet baby sister as she shared a ride with him at the waterpark this evening. Aaron, by the world's standards, has not much to "offer." He is deaf, visually impaired, can not walk, talk or eat. And yet, when his precious sister is placed on his lap, he makes sure that she is sitting there safely. He gently cradled her...and our hearts as one by one, stunned by the sight, were warmed beyond measure. Not only was it such a precious sight to see Aaron, but it was also so precious to watch the reactions of our 11, 13 and 15 year watching. Each one of them stopped to notice what had just happened. Each of them knew something that the casual observer did not. The value of life is measured in the moments that most others pass by on their way to finding "meaning" in this world. For it is in giving that we receive...and not only is it our joy to be able to serve those who are disabled, it is also our privilege to watch them serve others in unexpected and profound ways.
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