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This week i had another experience like that i wrote in " if an order exists " a few months ago. The said blog was when I had met a friend who did not show any enthusiasm in studies at first, and i tried like to understand him by comparing him to known silent kids. But that was a big mistake and once I had understood that, I realized that there was more to kids than that meet the eye. Now, this blog is where i had another experience with this kind. 



Now this kid is another cousin of mine. He was kinda slow around the age of 3-6 years and more overly had some trouble learning in the first few years of his life. But I do not think he was autistic. Now, well like many of you in developed and developing countries especially India, where education is strict, forced on children in kilos and often spoon-fed. That is another story that needs to addressed more strictly, but here in this story the kid is lets say slow or was in the first few years. 

Now he is around 9 or 10 and recently I was at his home at night and we had sat down to pray before food. Now in a christian family in Kerala , India .... the prayer time is like this. We sing a few praise songs, then read bible, one by one or in rounds and then sing a slow, worship song and pray, either one person or more. Though there is no hard and fast rule, this has been a custom of most faithful Malayalee Christian families. In fact if you walk into a village in central Kerala around 7-9 in the evening you would overhear this. Ok, coming back to the story we sat down for prayer. 

Now my uncle had brought some Congo drums to the prayer just to add some percussion to the songs. My little cousin fought to get them into his hands. From the next moment, the entire evening and the weekend for me had changed dramatically. This kid takes the drum into his hands and keeps drumming in the perfect tempo and adding amazing bridges to the music. This child had no training on playing drums, but he clearly knew what he was doing. He used to listen to his dad's friends play at churches and this kid was amazing.

I too had thought that he did not have any talent, but hearing him play I was overwhelmed with praises to God. Now it time to think and tell our selves that kids however slow they are or how dumb they act or how many times they fail at algebra or fail to show traits of the engineer you want the child to be, that they are still the best!
God has created in each of us a talent, a special calling, a free gift and this may not be worth a lot in the eyes of many, but the God who designed you know where exactly you would fit in his beautiful picture.



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