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I Just Don't Know...

Oh dear my friends. My heart has been wrecked ever since Kenya. The Lord has opened my eyes to a world of ashamed, broken, hate for the disabled population. I am not going to lie I have been having a hard time recently with the fact of people not seeing the love a disabled person gives out. My heart is so heavy. I am shedding some tears while I write this.

On Monday of this week CBS News did a segment on how iceland is eliminating Down Syndrome (https://www.cbsnews.com/news/down-syndrome-iceland/). I am beyond devastated after hearing of this. The fact that people think the world is better without the love of a Down Syndrome individual is gut wrenching. I am at a lost for words. Why are people so ashamed and afraid of individuals with disabilities? I see it in Kenya, in Iceland and here. I mean I have often thought about this. When I go to target, the mall, grocery shopping how often do you see a differently abled person like me walking around...not too often.

I recently saw another article this week about a 10 year old girl in Australia who has CP like me http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-4787978/Model-Emily-Prior-cerebral-palsy-opens-career.html. She asked her mom why she doesn't see people like herself in advertising. She decided to do something about it and is changing perceptions. It made me think again. Why do people run from the disabled population?

I don't know friends...

But this is my thought...
God is making individuals with different abilities into change makers. I see Simon in Kenya I see this 10 year old in Australia I see the mothers deciding to keep their Down Syndrome child in Iceland. I see that in the midst of my heavy heart there is a sparkle of hope. I get rejected I get looked at I get prejudged but my God is almighty and has made me into a strong differently abled women and for that I am thankful.

This is a lot for me to process through. I hate that people are ashamed /afraid of those who are differently abled  Because they are the most beautiful people and I am so glad that I am in a profession where I get to work with them everyday and I am blessed to be differently abled so I can relate to my 5 year old differently abled kiddos everyday.

Spread love to others and please remember to not judge the disabled from the outside because we are just like you in the inside.

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