I want to respond to the story I am sure that you have seen in the media. There was a family who was eating at a restaurant when their son began to have a tantrum, probably due to hunger. He has epilepsy. The waitress came over, told the family that someone had paid their bill, and left a note. The note said,
“God only gives special children to special people.”
I know how that family felt. I have been out with Madison when he is disruptive. Vickie and I try to apologize to everyone nearby but feeling totally helpless. I have also gone into a place to eat hoping for a relaxing meal, just to hear a lot of screaming and noise.
Can I leave the same encouragement in my wake that this stranger left? And I love that it was a stranger, doing a kind act does not have to be a lot of fuss; actually it is better if it isn’t.
Read the story here.
But I do disagree on one count. Madison has given me a lot more than I could ever give him.