Special Child

Today I met a special child. His name is Timothy.

I arrived too early in my godson's birthday party then this boy of about nine or 10 approached me. He was so curious; he kept on asking a lot of questions. When the party started, he became so unruly. He kept on poking the mascot. He also kept on touching the giveaways, the cake, the emcees. His poor mother followed him around but couldn't do much as she was with another baby girl, obviously also a special child.

I felt my heart being pinched looking at the special child especially when he started to move from table to table and licked the leftover icecreams.

I wonder, what kind of life would he have when he gets older? Would he be able to cope with the mainstreams? Is there still a chnace for him to grow normally? What kind of future is in store for him?

I prayed for him but I wonder what else can I do to help.