Something too few see/understand. The love and joy that can be felt is a distinctly God-given set of traits and to be celebrated. I knew a mother of a Downs child and the child's eyes made my heart sing. I told her what a beautiful sight the child was. She acted like I had slapped her in the face and said, "Yeah, right", then walked away. Don't know if it was cynicism from others reactions to the child or if she really didn't see the beauty.
>> I told her what a beautiful sight the child was. She acted like I had slapped her in the face and said, “Yeah, right”, then walked away. Don’t know if it was cynicism from others reactions to the child or if she really didn’t see the beauty.<<
Bummer — you might be right. I haven’t even walked a block in her shoes, much less a mile.
We can only do our part and leave the rest to prayer.