Handicapped

The real handicap

I have a handicapped brother you see, and oh he is an embarrassment to me.

I don’t like to tell folks about him, I don’t want to be seen with him cause folks point and stare and I don’t think that’s fair. I mean I am normal so why do they have to look at me like that, what I have I done, I only want to have some fun. I beg my parents not to take him out when I have things to do, it might scare others, I keep telling myself this is true. He yells and drools, and sometimes he just plain stinks, oh my gosh what will others think?  I have a handicap you see, I am sometimes loud and annoying, I often want my way, and often I don’t help others out in a day, sometimes I yell,  and my attitude just plain stinks, what must God think. But He extends his grace to me so that I can be free, so why can’t I do to others what he has done for me. I have a handicapped brother you see and now I am as proud as can be.