Support

Tonight the family and I went out to the Western Fair, the boys out to go on the rides and me to kibbitz about seeing the exhibits and taking pics of the farm animals and what not. 



While I was looking at the cows, a lady was there with a special needs young woman, asking her what colour the cow was.   I remember making the snap judgement "I wish people wouldn't treat special needs folks like they are preschoolers".   Having that sudden flash of irritation.

I used to work with special needs folks and it didn't take me long to realize that with patience special needs folks are capable of so much more than we often give them credit for.  So there I was, ready with the quick mental judgement.   Until I caught something... the look in her eye as she talked with, what I think was her friend (not a client).   That look of pleasure as her friend said "black" and then said no "brown, the cow is brown!"

The next thing I saw... a flash of smile.

I felt disappointed in myself for making snap judgements that I so dislike other people making.   I should know better than that.

Two individuals.. one could have been a support worker with a client, or they could have been friends.   Support was given and received.  In a way that pleased and supported each other (cause that grin was support as well, you know?)


I Thessalonains:  Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing

I want to see that support more often so freely and generously given, what about you?
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13 comments

  1. Great essay, Annette. It can be so hard, from the outside, to see the support needed!

    The last time I went shopping by myself, at WalMart, a young gang member intentionally tripped me, as my gait was already unsteady and halting. It was a kind of initiation, only he had really screwed up.

    A pair of older gangstas picked me up, finished my shopping, bought my groceries (they paid), and drove me home...and then shelved everything. They stayed with me for a bit; we talked about guns (I'm a combat veteran) and dogs. And, yes, women.

    When they left one mentioned that the kid who messed with me would cause me no more trouble. In fact, he'd never cause ANYONE any trouble. I didn't ask for clarification.

    They show up from time to time, to help out with the dogs and pitch in on yardwork. Both have done very serious time, but I would never call them anything but Friend.

    Support is where you find it, I guess. And so are some forms of love.

    https://blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com/2017/09/your-dying-spouse-362-letter-to-death.html

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    1. That was so interesting to read Andrew, kind of neat how things work out sometimes eh?

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    2. Andrew, what a great story. You never know how your response to another will impact them.

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  2. Such a great reminder to not make snap judgments!

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  3. What a great reminder!

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  4. Annette, thank you for the reminder that we need to look beyond our initial impressions of a situation. I've been the one who's made the snap judgment, and I've been the one on the other side of that equation. I ask God to help me see things through His eyes, and by His grace, I'm getting better at that. :)

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    1. Hard sometimes though, especially when you know you were on the wrong side of it

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  5. Support comes in all places and in unexpected moments, doesn't it? Seems like God sent you a bit of support just by allowing you to notice that interactions. I sure do appreciate those moments.

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    1. Me too, minds me to look more closely

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  6. Oh yes, the outside and inside so often don't match. I always pray to look really close and be slow to speak.

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    1. It's a good thing to talk less and watch more

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