Hands of Little Shepherd

The Gift of Dyslexia

Growing up one way the lie of being dumb, not smart, normal, or good enough was instilled in me was through my Dyslexia. It took me longer to learn to read than others and to this day I still struggle at times to read. Spelling is difficult. Taking written test/exams is not an easy task. And I have struggled to measure up and met expectations in these areas…I have been told how dumb I am by adults, peers, and little children my entire life. It has not been from a lack of not trying or wanting. This is though the unique and part of God’s perfect will and plan for me! This is the way God has made me so that He can use me for His glory to minister to, help, and love others.

Yes, it hard and sometimes hard not to cry. When you are teaching a class and reading a book and you trip up over some words, struggle to figure a word out because your brain is working faster and hard to interrupt and process and relay messages than others…. aaaaannnndd then a young child yells out and stabs you with these words in front of the whole class “WHAT CAN YOU NOT READ?!”.

What would you do? How would you respond?

Well, the truth is I sometimes can’t read or at least not well. It is the same with spelling but not everyone brains are designed the same or with the same capability. Well, mine has not been designed to read and spell well. BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN I AM DUMB! No, I am not dumb I am fearfully and wonderfully made by my Father and I am his dearly love child and yes I can not read or write well but I am not dumb. My Dad has given me different gifts to help me succeed and adapt to living life. I have the gift of memory, the ability and gift of other scenes and relying on them and using them to help me succeed. I have sight, I can see, and learn visually quite quickly. I have my hearing and learn auditorily. I have hands that can do things and fell…. And though I may not be able to read and write well I am able to succeed through the use of my senses and then memory. I can build, play music, I can love and care for animals and other dearly loved sisters and brothers…. I am smart in a different and unique way! I not only have the gift of using my senses more, the gift of memory, but the gift of loving/caring/and kindness through my journey of life that I have been given.

So, what did I do and how did I respond?
I looked at the class of children and I see how the are fearfully and wonderfully made, all in their own unique way, with there own perfection and imperfections. Then fighting back tears from the wound that was stabbed open again by a young child that should know better not to say stuff like that but at the same time young enough to still not have the comprehension totally of the weight of there words and actions. I looked at the child and said M you know what… I can’t read. I do my best to but not everyone is brains are made the same or given the same abilities. And well I can’t read well BUT I am smart in my own way and I AM DEARLY LOVED BY MY FATHER IN HEAVEN!

REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE TODAY DEPITE ALL THE LIES THAT MAY TRY TO TAKE OVER….. YOU AND I ARE ALL DEARLY LOVED CHILDREN OF OUR FATHER!!!! HALLALUJAH AND AMEN!

Reminders:

Psalms 139 13-16 ESV
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

Ephesians 2:10 ESV
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.

Oswald Chambers –
I have CHOOSEN YOU! Keep that note of greatness in your creed. It is not that you have got God BUT that He has got you!

One of my Learned Skills Though my Gift of Dyslexia