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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Blessed (10/11/12)

TITLE: God's Geeks - a Gift of Love.
By Danielle King
10/16/12


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‘I am truly blessed!’ Grrrrr ….

I have a bee in my bonnet! For the uninformed, this means that I nurture an unholy urge to explode into a frenzied and sustained attack that will culminate in me ripping the offending tongue out of the owner’s head!

What? Yes, of course I’m a Christian – I’m being honest aren’t I? I hear the obligatory tut and sharp intakes of breath. I note the bumptious stares scuttling down long noses to check out my buzzing headgear!

Pardon me - did you dash by without shaking my hand just now? My hand is not contaminated. I have nothing transmittable. You’re safe, so long as you didn’t trample me purposely in the race to suck up to the minister. I can hear you …

“Thank you Pastor, you noticed, my kids are amazing. I am truly blessed!”

“Pastor, we got the house and best school. We are truly, doubly blessed!”

“Little Jimmy got top grades again Pastor. How truly blessed are we!”

OK. Rant over! I’m not the raging, maniacal woman I’ve described; Far from it. But seeing as I’ve got your attention …

Many years ago as I walked to work, I passed a middle aged lady with two young adults waiting for a pick up. I assumed she was a carer until I stopped for a chat. Andy and Sonia were her own offspring and she told me of her years of humiliation, having given birth to two unmistakably learning disabled children. When Andy, the eldest was born, for the first months of his life she never took down the hood of his stroller, such was the stigma and shame.

I was incensed by the reprehensible attitude of society toward this longsuffering lady, who was clearly devoted to her adolescent children. As a teen myself, I had endless plans for my future. Everything I dreamed of doing, with hard work and careful planning, was within my grasp.

Enter: Boyfriend /husband; babies x 2 plus one dog. I had the traditional 2.5 set up, albeit with slight variation on the theme. My dream of dancing on the stage of an ocean liner; playing hostess on a transatlantic flight; anything to indulge my passion for travel, left me with egg splattered all over my silly, day-dreaming face.

The day I recalled Andy and Stella, was the day I found myself waiting for pick up. The children were my own. The difference was that mine looked ‘normal,’ being on the Autistic Spectrum of disorders.

When kids look normal, people expect normal behaviour and frown when it’s not forthcoming. When normal looking kids grow into young men and act weird, it becomes something else altogether.

Life has its moments and ours was defined by rituals, rules and obsessions, with the odd meltdown thrown in. The party invites soon stopped. Friend’s are not geared up to survive a massive fist pounding doors and walls when a seizure occurs, or an ‘accident’ on the way to the bathroom.

Who would they be without the Asperger’s - who knows? The youngest has an amazing aptitude for art and music. The eldest, with his fixation on wildlife has a high speed processor in place of grey matter. Yet both struggle in the department of ‘life.’

They are who they are and accept their limitations. And because they do, so do I. Any small achievement is a bonus to be thankful for. It’s a question of degrees. Hardly an academic degree, yet another step forward in the skills and activities of daily living that others take for granted.

But …

If my menfolk had been regular ‘world class’ variety, would I have spent hour upon hour seeking answers from the God who knit them together in my womb, who knew them before they were formed and loves them even more than I do? I doubt it!

Would I have learned to trust and rely totally upon Him for their future well-being and my sanity? I think not!

Surely God has a purpose and plan for their lives too. It’s not my business to speculate, but to listen carefully and be attuned through prayerful reading of His word.

One day He’ll tell me to ‘let go’ and leave them in His safekeeping. I confess – I’m scared! But He’s brought us this far, and because He promised that He’d never leave us or forsake us, with sincerity I can say …

We are truly blessed!



*Asperger’s Syndrome is at the more able end of the Autistic Spectrum. People with Asperger’s do not necessarily have impaired intellect, but can be severely challenged in other areas, particularly social and communication skills. Generally, they become very vulnerable adults.


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Jody Day 10/18/12
This is a very compelling treatment of the theme. Very well done. Pulls at the emotions but raises awareness as well. Thank you for this, and good job.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 10/19/12
First you had me laughing so hard at the beginning that I had to stop and wipe the tears out of my eyes. Then as I read on tears again formed in my eyes but they were tears of sadness that we live in such a world that a mother would need to hide her baby to protect him from the cruel actions of others. Again after a brief pause I read on and once more tears filled my eyes. These too were different tears not exactly tears of joy but more tears of compassion and empathy. I don't think any story has ever had this wide range of effect on me so I give you my word of highest praise--Wow!
Genia Gilbert10/19/12
This is a good article, both informative and heart wrenching. However, in it you managed a wonderful faith based perspective. It is that which comes through most to me. Touching and well written.
Verna Cole Mitchell 10/19/12
Your introduction takes the reader into your confidence to receive the real "meat" of your piece. How wise you are to be accept all God has given you as blessings.
Verna Cole Mitchell 10/19/12
Your introduction takes the reader into your confidence to receive the real "meat" of your piece. How wise you are to be accept all God has given you as blessings.
Francy Judge 10/19/12
I love how your honest emotions come through this well-written entry. You definitely need God's grace to see the blessings in difficult times.
Melanie Kerr 10/22/12
Your introduction was excellent. God loves variety in all his creation. I liked the last paragraph of looking at the challenge ahead but knowing that God will be there.
Noel Mitaxa 10/25/12
Very thought-provoking challenge to our limited perspective on how we prefer God to bless us. Excellent and heart warming work.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 10/25/12
Congratulations for placing 8th in level four and 12 overall!