What makes something "damaged"? Is it a tear on a package? Is it a broken piece on a toy that seems beyond repair? Is it a heart that has been broken and not yet mended? Can it be a child who is defenseless against the circumstances it was born into?
I was having a discussion with someone and she used the word "damaged" to describe the children that Robert and I will be soon getting. Oh, how the slip of the tongue can cut deep to the heart. I continued on in the conversation revealing to her that maybe damaged is not the term to use when describing children of any situation. I can not tell you how that one word hurt me. I looked up the definition of the word "damaged" and this is what I found "someone or something considered to be flawed or spoiled in character, efficiency or worth."
How really can you ever call someone else damaged? Aren't we all a little flawed in some way? I know that we are all born sinners. We are all born into a sinful nature, so just by our nature we are damaged. Oh, praise God, that he sent a perfect son to die for us all. Thankfully, damaged doesn't have to be my label anymore.
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