I got a phone call the other day from a family member that I hardly ever hear from. At first I was angry. So angry. I've calmed down a bit and am shaking my head more than wanting to bash their face in with my phone and encourage them to pray for perfection.
I think you all jinxed me. I hear about all of these things happening to you and I'm all, "huh. that's never happened to us." and all of a sudden, I'm talking in the past 6 months or less, I've been Rain Man'd, Carly'd (yes, I know it's not a verb, it's also not an insult. There's nothing wrong with Carly being awesome but Carly is Carly, Alex is Alex. He shouldn't have to strive to be someone else.) Temple Grandin'd, Jenny McCarthy'd... you name it, someone has said it. At first it was funny. I actually laughed at the person who asked me if Alex was like Rain Man and then went to some friends and laughed even harder. Then it started to get old.
As of 4 days ago, I'm not laughing.
I've had people ask before to pray for Alex. To pray that he's healed and blahblahblah. Of course we'll take the prayers. What do prayers hurt? Why not ask? If you don't dare to ask, the answer is always no. Healing? Pfft, whatever. but there are other things Alex could use. A better ability to communicate, a better understanding of danger... you know, useful things. So, yeah, pray away and thank you for it but when the answer is no, I think there's a reason. When the answer is no, I think Alex is as Alex is meant to be and I'm ok with that.
This phone call, however, did not stop at the power of prayer.
This phone call went into bio-med which would have been fine if it could have been left at "no, thank you. I have faith that Alex is the way he was intended to be." but, no. It goes on into how Alex could be perfect because there were plenty of defective people who were born that way who were made perfect by this treatment and I shouldn't ever give up. I should never accept Alex as he is because that is giving up when the combination of Jesus and science can make him perfect.
and this is where I get angry.
Even now, I'm not sure how to respond to that without anger. I will ask,
who are you to decide what is perfect? Who are you to question what the Lord has made? What gives you the right to judge another person as lacking or inferior? Especially a person you have never laid eyes on. What makes your life so perfect that everyone else must measure up? You condemn the churches, declaring them to be unholy for not accepting my children and then state yourself that my son is not good enough as he is. "You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye."
Alex is perfect just as he is. Accepting my son for who he is is not giving up on him. It's called loving him unconditionally. Jesus said, "...love one another, just as I have loved you."
He also said, “Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of the bones of the dead and everything unclean." You told me that reading my bible was not enough. You said that I needed to assemble with other Christians to be able to live a holy life. I'm not sure I'm the one who needs the advice on "holy" living.
I never claimed to be a Christian, I'm just a sinner who loves the Lord. I'd rather be a deeply flawed disciple than a Pharisee with pretensions of superior sanctity. If that's not good enough for you, I don't know what to tell you. We are fine. We don't need your "perfection."