normal kids

Sometimes it's hard to see everyone else's kids.  They scream to me "normalcy" and "health" with every smile, every toy played with, every look in the eyes.  It's hard to remember that there are other kids out there who have issues too.  Who have turned one and are nowhere near sitting up, let alone walking.  Who are expected to never be normal or look normal.  Who will fight for every bit of development and growth they gain, when all the others seem to come by it so naturally.  It's easy to forget that God has blessed us with 3 "normal" kids (with their own issues), and that our number 4 is a blessing too in his own way.  That God uses trials on purpose to do us good.  That trials from His hand are given in love, the way that we put our kids through hard things because we want good for them to result.