God's infinite plan....

[GR8GIRLS]

I liked this and thought I would share this with all of you.
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>THIS WILL GIVE YOU THE CHILLS
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>People always say how mean kids can be, never how nice they can be.
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>This story will either make you cry, give you cold chills or just leave you
>cold, but it puts life into perspective!
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>At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled
>children,
>the father of one of the school's students delivered a speech that would
>never be forgotten by all that attended.
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>After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question.
>"Everything God does is done with perfection. Yet, my son Shay cannot learn
>things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children
>do.
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>Where is God's plan reflected in my son?" The audience was stilled by the
>query. The father continued. "I believe," the father answered, "that when
>God brings a child like Shay into the world, an opportunity to realize the
>Divine Plan presents itself and it comes in the way people treat that
>child."
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>Then, he told the following story:
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>Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
>playing baseball Shay asked, "Do you think they will let me play?" Shay's
>father knew that the boys would not want him on their team. But the father
>understood that if his son were allowed to play it would give him
>much-needed sense of belonging. Shay's father approached one of the boys on
>the field and asked if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance
>from his teammates. Getting none, he took matters into his own hands and
>said, "We are losing by six runs, and the game is in the eighth inning. I
>guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him up to bat in the ninth
>inning."
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>In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was
>still behind by three. At the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove
>and played in the outfield. Although no hits came his way, he was obviously
>ecstatic just to be on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father
>waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's
>team
>scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential
>winning
>run was on base. Shay was scheduled to be the next at-bat. Would the team
>actually let Shay bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win
>the
>game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was
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>but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
>much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate,
>the pitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at
>least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily
>and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball
>softly toward Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a
>slow ground ball to the pitcher. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder
>and
>could easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have
>been
>out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball
>and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the first
>baseman. Everyone started yelling, "Shay, run to first, run to first" Never
>in his life had Shay ever made it to first base. He scampered down the
>baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "run to second, run to
>second!" By the time Shay was rounding first base, the right fielder had
>the
>ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman for a tag. But
>the
>right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions had been, so he
>threw
>the ball high and far over the third baseman's head. Shay ran towards
>second
>base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases towards
>home.
>As Shay reached second base, the opposing shortstop ran to him, turned him
>in the direction of third base, and shouted, "run to third!" As Shay
>rounded
>third, the boys from both teams were screaming, "Shay Run home!" Shay ran
>home, stepped on home plate and was cheered as the hero for hitting a
>"grand
>slam" and winning the game for his team.
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>"That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
>"the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of the Divine Plan into this
>world."
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>And now, a footnote to the story: We all send thousands of jokes through
>e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages
>regarding life choices, people think twice about sharing. The crude, vulgar
>and sometimes the obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public
>discussion of decency is too often suppressed in school and the workplace.
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>If you are thinking about forwarding this message, you are probably
>thinking
>about which people on your address list aren't the "appropriate" ones to
>receive this type of message.
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>The person who sent this to you believes that we can all make a difference.
>We all have dozens of opportunities a day to help realize God's plan. So
>many seemingly trivial interactions between people present us with a
>choice;
>do we pass along a spark of the Divine-love that God gives to us every day?
>Or do we pass up that opportunity and leave the world a bit colder in the
>process?
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>You have two choices now:
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>1. Delete this.
>2. Forward it to the people you care about.
>You know the choice I made.
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[chippers21]

Thanks for sharing it on DOD.

[Nightowl69]

Amazing