On Facebook I read a post about how many children with special needs go through the addition heartbreak of isolation. They are seldom invited to go to parties and other events with their peers.
Days before my High School Senior prom, I couldn’t stand the thought of missing out on the fun so I asked a boy to take me. I’m sure I surprised the guy, and I threw my mom into a spin because she only had a few days to get me ready.
Even though there are attempts to include kids with special needs, all too often efforts fail. Last year, I read an article about a student who used a wheelchair. She practiced for the Christmas program along with her classmates. She learned all the songs and was excited the night of their performance. As her friends climbed on to the stage, her wheelchair was parked in down below the stage. Her smiles turned to tears when she realized she was all alone.
During a discussion group centered on grief and loss I had some life changing revelations. Two women in the group were amputees. As they talked, I recognized I had similar feelings. I haven’t let my disability control me but a there are times I’ve felt sad about what I haven’t been able to do. For instance, in springtime many are out either riding bikes or doing other activities. Feelings of loss often spring up when everyone else is having fun. After I identified my loss and acknowledged my pain I was able to let Jesus heal it.
Another symptom of feeling like you’re always missing out on the fun others are having is not feeling satisfied with what you’re doing. This has often caused me wear myself out, because of feeling compelled to look for the next fun thing or group of people who would give me a sense of belonging.
In 2 Cor.2:10 Paul tells us to take every thought captive.
When we let God heal our hearts by transforming our minds we are no longer captives to the pain in our past.