The Look of Knowledge

I took Super D with me Saturday to a farm auction. I hated to take him along, but Darlene was going shopping with the other boys, so Daniel tagged along with me. Aside from being a little chilly, it was a good day. Daniel really did well considering he spent the day in his wheelchair.

For me, outings with Daniel can be somewhat frustrating. Not because of him, but because of others. People like to stare and if he gets to hollering, they like to give disapproving looks. This is worse if it scares them, which, honestly, is sometimes quite funny for me.

I have often told myself I should take advantage of these stares. I should go introduce Daniel and explain what we are facing and the hope we have. What better way to share the Gospel than through this wonderful little boy.

Saturday, unfortunately, I was not in the mood to deal with people. Now that is not an excuse. My mood should not dictate if I visit with strangers, but it does.

I kick myself that I missed a great opportunity to visit with a young father and his two boys. The boys were watching Daniel, and imitating his excitement and flapping. I don’t believe these boys were being mean, I think they thought it was a game.

Their father was horrified. He tried to shut them down without looking. You could see it was a very awkward moment for him.

Perhaps I would have made it worse if I had talked to them. However, I will never know because I didn’t take the time to share Super D’s story.

I did have a conversation with a gentleman Saturday. Some people stare out of disgust and others out of curiosity. This gentleman watched Daniel because he knew. I can always tell those who are walking the same path we are. It might be a parent or, in this case, a grandparent. They always have a different look. It is one of compassion and grace.

This gentleman has a nine year old grandson who is autistic. I had a chance to have a good conversation with a concerned, loving grandfather. It is in those moments where we can all find strength. For me, it was the compassion of a stranger who is on the same journey as us. For him, I believe it was a chance to share a little hope they have found as his grandson has begun to speak.

Arrogant foes are attacking me, O God; ruthless people are trying to kill me—they have no regard for you.
But you, Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.
Turn to me and have mercy on me; show your strength in behalf of your servant – Psalm 86: 14-16

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