So I was assigned this project in my history class called The Last Supper and I have to develop a list of 12 people I’d invite who are historically significant. Also, I will ask them each a unique question.
So I’ve been asking people all day who would they choose to get an idea of my own guest list.
I asked this girl from my Chemistry class who moved here from Pakistan only a couple years ago. I told her the first person that I’d invite would be Jesus. She agreed she would too and also her God.
I asked her what she’d asked her God. She thought for a while and then had so many questions. For example, one was, “Why is it okay for men to have several wives?”
I was in awe. I never ever had questioned my God about his laws because I don’t have to. I know that my God has good understandings and is a wise counselor. I’m so thankful I serve a God that is practical.
Last night, after having a blast at the Autistic Prom, I was asking myself, “how different are they from us?” The kids there were the sweetest kids I’ve ever been with. There prom blew our high school’s prom out of the water! The smiles on everyone’s faces showed how they were genuinely having a fun night they’ll never forget.
So how could these kids, who were dancing far better than me and who were much nicer than the typical teenager their age, be that different from us?
My calling is to help save women and children in human trafficking and there’s this feeling I get when I’m doing that. I wondered all night how I could aid these kids in feeling that same fire inside of them. The fire that could only come from a higher power because you can feel something stirring in the pit of your soul. This glorious feeling brings out the upmost happiness out of a person and, whether autistic or not, I believe everyone can feel that way. Now, my goal is to help these kids feel that same feeling.