Rumors had spread that she was suffering from AIDS, leukemia, herpes, or some other hideous toxic disease. This news was shocking and sent her into an isolated state. It broke her little heart. . . .
So I spent the next two hours explaining how cruel society could be, especially her generation. This is what I said: “Understanding one’s illness begins with parental upbringing. We parents do not have answers for those who have been chosen to endure such a horrifying fate. Yet, those who suffer God has chosen for reasons unbeknownst to any human — you are a special one. Through Him, you’re blessed with the inheritance of courage and strength to help conquer your battles. We don’t know why people do what they do — we only know it’s done. So you must use your inheritance to do His will.”
My words of wisdom sunk into her heart and mind. Understanding surfaced on her face as she nodded up and down with a smile.
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