You Are Special
| That night before Scott went to bed, Brandon and Amy read the story You are Special to him.
“The Whemmick with all the dots and no stars must have been very sad,” Scott observed when they finished.
“Do you ever feel like him?” Amy asked.
“When do you feel that way?”
“All the time, since…well, ever since my mommy…and then when my daddy said I had to live with a new family.”
“That’s what made you feel--”
“Yucky! I feel all yucky inside! I don’t know how anyone can love me, after the things I did.”
“There is something you should know,” Brandon began, “and you need to listen very carefully. The things that happened to your mom and your sisters are not your fault. You didn’t make those things happen. Your daddy doesn’t love you any less because your mommy and sisters died.” Please let it be true, Lord! Amy prayed silently before she spoke again.
“Okay, we’re going to go back to the story for a second.” She began quickly. She could clearly see that Scott was agitated, and she wanted to redirect the conversation; they would have time to continue that discussion later. Give us the wisdom to know hwo to help Scott. This time Brandon prayed silently, as his wife spoke again.
“Do you remember what the creator of the wooden figures said about him?”
“That’s how God feels about you. You might have some dots and some stars, but God loves you just the way you are. None of us are perfect; we all have lots of dots, but God loves us, and He wants to give us all many stars. That’s just one thing that Jesus can, and wants, to do for us.”
“Wow…you mean…God loves me? He thinks I’m special, just because I’m me?”
“Yes, even though your mommy and sisters died, and your daddy said you had to move, God still cares about you. None of those things are your fault, and God still wants to do great things through you!” Brandon wanted to connect the ideas of his mother’s and sisters’ deaths and the story; he wanted Scott to understand that he didn’t cause the horrific events that left him with a broken family. God could still use Scott, even though he was a frightened and angry child, lost amidst the chaos of his father’s pain and guilt.
“So God let us have you, Scott, and we’re so glad you came here.” Amy was saying.
“Yes, you have already brought so much joy, and we want you to know that we are always going to love you.” Brandon continued where Amy left off.
“We have waited so long for you!” Scott couldn’t believe what they said. God really thought he was special, even though his daddy thought he was bad? Had that man just said he loved Scott, and he would love him forever…no matter what he did? Could it be true? Had Amy really said they waited a really long time for him? They did seem happy, truly glad that Scott was there child. Imagine that…they were waiting for Scott…just for him! He hadn’t been very nice to Amy…but he didn’t know why. He wasn’t usually so mean.
“Um…I know I was not very nice today, and I didn’t mean to…I don’t know what’s wrong with me!”
“I know,” Amy whispered, as she reached out to him. This time, Scott allowed her to hug him. He could finally let her love him…at least, he thought he could. Scott was able to admit that it felt really good for someone who wanted to be his mommy to hug him, to tell him everything would be all right, to…love him.
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