It is amazing what can happen in 2 months…which is how long it took me to update this blog. I have encountered a depression that I have never fathomed before: Post Graduate Depression Syndrome. While dealing with this (and still am), I can only sit and lament at the fact that so many people take advantage of school. The essential worries an undergraduate student has to think of is the next upcoming exam to study for, what to eat for lunch, and whether you will talk to your professor tomorrow or next week. Everything is planned out for you…you just pick your classes and follow the syllabus. My version of paradise is one in which there is a never-ending school. I wish I could stay in school and major in everything: sociology, anthropology, economics, philosophy…I’d even try art.
The real world is filled with so much uncertainty.
Anyway, to place my title into the spotlight for the moment: I took my friend’s advice and applied for a job with developmentally disabled children. It’s just a temporary job and I am doing it to witness the “growing and learning experience” that my friend continually rants and raves about. The disorders these children have include cerebral palsy, autism, mental retardation, epilepsy, and other neurological disorders. I work with girls ages 6-24.
This experience really has proven to be an extraordinary one because these children all seem to have bipolar disorder. One moment they are holding your hand, smiling, and showing extreme love. The next moment they are on the floor tantrumming and refusing to participate in any activities. I often wonder what is within these children that manifests something of God. Everything in creation is a sign and manifestation of the attributes of God. Thus…what kinds of signs do these children convey?
I have some thoughts. First, they should make “normal” people appreciate their faculties of mental awareness and speech. Second, they have trouble with simple tasks such as brushing one’s teeth…this may symbolize that at the end of the day humans are all the same: bodies of flesh and clay that depend on simple, mundane processes in order to function in society properly.
I have a beautiful memory that cannot leave my mind. Today I hugged a girl before she was about to sleep. She gave me a kiss on the cheek. I do not want to or intend to fall for her simple gesture. Just previous to her calm and loving demeanor she was screaming and throwing her sheets, pillows, and comforters at her counselors. But after the trantrumming ceased…she became affectionate again. After looking at her lying helpless in bed..and reflecting on her dependency on counselors for direction in all matters of life during the day…one can’t help but have love and compassion. She is really beautiful. And I don’t mean exterior beauty.
Then it hit me.
Human beings tantrum all the time. We sin extensively throughout our lives and even present a horrible attitude to our Creator. Yet our Creator probably looks at us, knows our complete helplessness and dependency on Him for all matters in life, and has deep compassion. The same girl who kissed me has erratic trantrums throughout the day. She hates to take a shower…we shower her while she is yelling “no” anyway. She hates to leave the lounge to participate in productive activities. We wait patiently until she is done crying before we sometimes have to redirect her out of the room. To her we may seem evil but we are doing it for her own growth. The goal of my job’s organization is to promote the Independence, Inclusion, and Productivity of the developmentally disabled. Allah probably aims the same for us. We may cry and tantrum but God is still there to show compassion.
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