I love my job.

One of the perks of my job is the innate ability to look at a child who others may wonder “what’s wrong?” or “what happened?” and I see his potential. I see all that he could be with just a little help and that extra push. I see all the fun we could have in the therapy gym jumping around on all the equipment or rolling him on his wheelchair through the halls in a race. I see the mother’s love for her child despite his imperfections and “disabilities”.

My eyes see the differences but my heart sees a child, the modern-day miracles that these children are.

I see them as children of God, the beautiful masterpiece of our amazing God.

Here’s Christian’s story.