My Response to Erma's Poem
Well, that's all well and good, isn't it? Gosh, Erma, how lucky can I be? Nice way to sugar-coat the situation. I only hope my child grows up to feel so lucky. He was born handicapped in order to make his mom a better person?
Sorry, Erma, but I can tell you haven't had a hurt child. But at least the story patted my ego a little bit.
One other thing - I just can't imagine God sitting up there and deliberately choosing me for this disaster. He can't possibly want such pain for me OR my children. Jacob of course, but Jeremy too, because he's already paying the price of there being only 24 hours in a day.
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