Note - God's creation is perfect?
This is a short article I received by email:
Hi All,
What would you do? You make the choice!
Don't look for a punch line; There isn't one!
Read this and see.
My question to all of you is this: Would you
have made the same choice?
Read slowly and carefully and then answer
the question.
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves
learning disabled children, the father of one of the
students delivered a speech that would never be
forgotten by all who attended. After admiring the
school and its dedicated staff, he offered a
question:
"When not interfered with by outside influences,
everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet
my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children
do. He cannot understand things as other children
do. Where is the natural order of things in my
son?"
The audience was stilled by the query.
The father continued. "I believe, that when a child
like Shay,
physically and mentally handicapped comes into the
world, an opportunity to realize true human nature
presents itself, and it comes, in the way other
people treat that child "Then he told the following
story:
Shay and his father had walked past a park where
some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay
asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's
father knew that most of the boys would not want
someone like Shay on their team, but the father also
understood that if his son were allowed to play, it
would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and
some confidence to be accepted by others in spite
of his handicaps.
Shay's father approached one of the boys on the
field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting
much. The boy looked around for guidance and said,
"We're losing by six runs and the game is in the
eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and
we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."
Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a
team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had a
small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The
boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team
scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In
the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
played in the right field. Even though no hits came
his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the
game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as
his father waved to him from the stands. In the
bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored
again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the
potential winning run was on base, and Shay was
scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away
their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was
given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but
impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold
the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the
pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning
aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few
steps to lob the ball in
softly so Shay could at
least be able to make contact. The first pitch came
and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher
again took a few steps forward to toss the ball
softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay
swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right
back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked
up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown
the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
out and that would have been the end of the game.
Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the
head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team
mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams
started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!"
Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far
but
made it to first base. He scampered down the base
line, wide-eyed and startled.
Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards
second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second
base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base,
the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on
their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his
team for the first time. He could have thrown the
ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he
understood the pitcher's intentions and he too
intentionally threw the ball high and far over the
third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base
deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the
bases toward home.
All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way
Shay"
Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran
to help him and turned him in the direction of third
base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to
third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both
teams and those watching were on their feet were
screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay ran to home,
stepped on the pl at e, and was cheered as the hero
who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his
team.
That day, said the father softly with tears now
rolling down his face, the boys from both teams
helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.
Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that
winter, having never forgotten being the hero and
making his Father so happy and coming home and
seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all
send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a
second thought, but when it comes to sending
messages about life choices, people think twice
about sharing. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene
pass freely through cyberspace, but public
discussion about decency is too often suppressed in
our schools and workplaces.
If you're thinking about forwarding this message,
chances are that you're probably sorting out the
people on your address list, that aren't the
"appropriate" ones to receive this type of message.
Well, the person who sent you this believes that we
all can make a difference. We all have thousands of
opportunities every single day to help realize the
"natural order of things." So many seemingly trivial
interactions between two people present us with a
choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to
brighten the day of those with us the least able,
and leave the world a little bit colder in the
process?
A wise man once said every society is judged by how
it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices:
1.. Delete or 2 Forward
Above article received by email from: Arvinder Singh Paul Mobile: 0044 (0)7939 112 156.
