When I worked in the hospital, my very first patient was a man who had a severe childhood injury. Complications from that injury eventually led to surgery that left him handicapped beyond anything I could have imagined. I felt pity for his loss, anger for his suffering, and grief for missed opportunities and experiences. Questions kept pouring through my head…
I questioned if his life was really worth living.
I know. It is not my place to judge, but sometimes you can’t help thoughts that well up. I ended up speaking with my dad about it, a very wise man. He said something I will never forget.
“Kim, every person, EVERY person, is made in the image of God. It is this fact that makes us valuable and precious.”
That was before I had a special needs baby. When we found out that JAK had Spina Bifida, all those uncomfortable, faith-challenging thoughts came back in full force. Why was JAK…
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