so I found this taped in my planner today...
Its from a scene in a play where God talks to a crowd about a mentally handicapped little girl in their midst:
I know what you are thinking. You need a sign. What better one could I give you than to make this little one whole and new? I could do it; but I will not. I gave this mite a gift I denied to all of you- eternal innocence. To you she looks imperfect, but to Me she is flawless. Like the bud that dies unopened or the fledgling that falls from the nest, she will never destroy. She will remind you every day that I am who I am, that My was are not yours, and that the smallest dust-mite whirled in darkest space does not fall out of My hand. I have chosen you. You have not chosen me. This little one is My sign to you. Treasure her!
I know what you are thinking. You need a sign. What better one could I give you than to make this little one whole and new? I could do it; but I will not. I gave this mite a gift I denied to all of you- eternal innocence. To you she looks imperfect, but to Me she is flawless. Like the bud that dies unopened or the fledgling that falls from the nest, she will never destroy. She will remind you every day that I am who I am, that My was are not yours, and that the smallest dust-mite whirled in darkest space does not fall out of My hand. I have chosen you. You have not chosen me. This little one is My sign to you. Treasure her!