tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478273273186623663.post6460460451567263441..comments2024-03-12T12:03:26.474-07:00Comments on Scriptorium Blogorium: On asking “why” disability cameMichaela Stephenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04163084369311708249noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478273273186623663.post-16641458008924072692013-01-11T10:45:57.864-08:002013-01-11T10:45:57.864-08:00Ramona, that's so neat that you were able to d...Ramona, that's so neat that you were able to draw out that little girl and help her progress!<br /><br />Sometimes I think that shouting for joy in pre-earth life about the prospect of having trials was a bit naive, but I can't imagine that the Lord wouldn't tell us ahead of time about the difficulties we'd have too. I suppose that our shouting for joy was in anticipation of the things we'd learn through disability about following the Savior. <br /><br />Yes, Reid, plain love is never the wrong answer. Usually validating the emotions is helpful, saying, "Yes, it is hard, it's so hard."Michaela Stephenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04163084369311708249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478273273186623663.post-86459570124727528472013-01-10T22:07:08.702-08:002013-01-10T22:07:08.702-08:00Great insights. I think sometimes our well-intende...Great insights. I think sometimes our well-intended attempts to comfort someone can cheapen or trivialize their trials. It's not for us to try to explain away anything. As Ramona suggests, "plain love" is never the wrong answer. Thanks to both of you.urinalsoftheworldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16666739386551518476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478273273186623663.post-4328027140147003032013-01-09T05:30:14.448-08:002013-01-09T05:30:14.448-08:00Thank you for this post Micheala,I love your messa...Thank you for this post Micheala,I love your message. <br />There was a little girl in my Primary class last year, who is a hero to me. When her and her father came to our ward, they were reeling from a tragic loss of a wife and mother. <br />The little girl was not born with a disability, but because of the trauma of losing her mom, she stopped speaking, and literally stopped growing and functioning. In medical terms its called failure to thrive.<br />So she came to us, very angry, and mistrustful. She had problems with her speech and behavior, so we thought she was deaf, but she wasn't. We thought that she was mentally challenged, but she isn't. <br /><br />So she turned 8 and she was preparing for baptism, but she chose to wait until she was 9. Her dad baptized her, and then a change began. People started to love her, children started to befriend her and protect her. She is so beautiful.<br />So in my class, the final primary before Young Women's,she changed more. Most of her teachers spoke down to her,or ignored her, but I decided that I wanted her to talk, and read, and contribute. <br />I called her my rock star.I realize now that she was incubating, and her heart was healing, and through speech therapy, and family therapy, and just plain love, she is overcoming her "disability".<br /><br />I believe that in that great council, when we promised to follow the Savior, we were given an opportunity to see the life we would have, even to the point of having physical challenges and mental struggles.We shouted for joy and the morning stars sang.<br />I believe the Savior gave us everything we needed to overcome them, and the ability to endure. We just had to choose it and trust in Him. Ramona Gordyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03897052109437761869noreply@blogger.com