When God allowed me my revelation song in understanding my wiring of Aspergers, I thought I would have this wonderful ministry to share awareness and educate others on the importance of tolerance found in differences. God said, "No." What has been reinforced in my life is that my faith is my drug of choice. It sustains me. It is in this continuous relationship that I hear the call to share. Just like when I take pictures, he leads. When I share my journey, he sets it all up and I show up.
Today, I had a deeply spiritual visit with a Sister in Christ about Aspergers and her life. She was very kind and encouraging to me, but the truth is that her sweet spirit has always blessed me. Neither of us had any idea of the other's life and what challenges we faced. She was a teacher. I was a student. She wasn't my teacher, but to hear my words she suddenly understood students that no one understood.
Aspergers does not define me. It is who I am, but God wired me and he alone knows my journey. I trust fully in that.
This week in a conversation I was told that if I went to a particular place that they would send me back. I have dealt with words like these my whole life. No matter how many times I hear them, or I am told, "Oh, they are just teasing," I see into their hearts and know they aren't. What this does to an individual is determined by their heart. It hurts, always. It is my choice to honor Him and it is my intention to honor him in all that I am. I take it and it builds within my soul a passion to move forward with the mantra of tolerance through the understanding of identity, diversity, justice, and action according to the Word of God.
Father forgive us isn't enough unless we are willing to change.