The Peculiar Child (Morning Journal)

"You know if you have this child, it may not live," the doctor offhandedly barked at the frightened mother who silently prayed for her unborn premature child who would soon arrive. "It’s a good thing it’s not up to you" she quickly replied. The small two and a half pound, bald, and wrinkled infant with huge eyes was quite a repulsive sight; too small to sleep in a crib, like her eight month old brother. After residing in an incubator for several weeks, her grandmother prepared a decoratively cushioned bed, the top drawer of a dresser to protect her small frame. "Keesa made my plants grow just by gooing at them!" her grandmother exclaimed to the little girl’s mother. The petite child grew healthier each day like any other child; her premature features did not last long. Climbing trees with her thick brown hair, plump figure and chubby cheeks was this child’s favorite ritual. As a teenager, she loved to sneak a peek into her Aunt Linda’s sacred romance novels. She later discovered that reading was her profound joy, a way to escape. Eventually, this play-spirited child started having strange visions and dreams. Once she dreamed her Uncle Otis asking for a glass of water while sitting in his wheelchair. Then, he handed her a dollar. When she had awakened she thought "that was strange" and proceeded to the kitchen in search of something to eat. As usual, Uncle Otis was sitting in his wheelchair. Then, he asked for a glass of water. Deja’vu set in and the dream replayed itself write before her eyes! Uncle Otis slowly raised his hand with a dollar bill in it and handed it to her in the same manner he did in her dream. She did not know whether to take it or to scream! Several instances to follow, the girl continued to have these strange episodes. "Mama, I see things when I am a sleep and sometimes when I’m awake and often they come true," cried the young girl. Her mother assured her that she was normal. It’s okay, child you have inherited the sixth sense from me" said her mother. As an adult, she saw a vision of a conversation between a teacher and her husband while they were painting their kitchen. "That’s odd, she thought, what was that all about?" Wanting to satisfy her curiosity, the next morning she asked the teacher if she was painting her kitchen. "Why yes, I am. How did you know?" she asked surprisingly. The peculiar child, now a peculiar adult did not know how to answer. So she abruptly sited, "Oh, I saw it in a dream last night". The teacher was shocked and somewhat uncomfortable from that point on. She continued having visions and dreams, afraid to share her eccentric talent with the world due to the judgment that would follow. Eventually, the little girl with large eyes became a woman with children of her own. Life became too busy, too hectic to meditate or even think about the talent she had once experienced. Often, she looked at her three children and wondered if they possessed the ability to see beyond what normal eyes could see. "One day, I will share my story with them" she thought. Her gift has abated now silently lying in a dormant state. Maybe one day something or someone will revive her ability to roam the spiritual realm again. That unique and timid girl…now a wife, mother, former teacher, and now an instructional coach have come to the realization that her ability was not strange at all. She has encountered other people and read memoirs in which share similar stories. Some of which who have far greater experience! Everyone undeniably gifted with a "sixth sense."
The moral of this true story: The Lord created you for His divine purpose. Your gift is from Him. Never lose sight of it. Use it in reverence of Him.