Feeling humble

Throughout my years in school, it seemed that everyone poked fun at someone at some point in time. I don't think I was ever completely rude and mean to someone but I know I had made some sarcastic remark about someone a few times. I never was rude or mean to the disabled kids in our school, which had an awesome program for them, so they were around all the time. But what my circle and I can probably make the assumption that most kids would always have a goofy comment about the "short bus". It wasn't really meant to be mean, but instead of calling someone stupid you would jab your friend about riding the short bus. Looking back, that was incredibly mean and hurtful and even though it wasn't meant to be mean, it totally was. Today, I was humbled as I put my son on the "short bus" to go to school. All the horrible stigmas that that darn bus has attached to it made my stomach hurt. Never do I want someone seeing my child on that bus and thinking that he is less of a person because of it. Never do I want other kids to put him down or use the reference of that bus to make fun of one of their friends. It is crazy how God can really pull at our heart and make us learn a lesson. It was a very hard idea to wrap my head around and I have really been struggling with it since I found out he would be taking the bus. I never would have thought that 10-14 years ago that when such sarcastic comment would leave my lips I would be doing what I did today. I am incredibly grateful that B is still so very advanced for his situation and his circumstances could be so much worse, I just pray that I can teach more acceptance to my kids and that they can see that everyone is someone and their circumstances should not be poked fun at.