Though I know who you all are, I do not "know" you. If you know what i mean
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. Thus I do not know if you are christians and if you are saved or not. This story starts off with me in the beginning stages of my christian life. I had been invited by my friends church to go to a summer camp with them. I went, i was a bit ify about the whole thing. There happened to be a few deaf people in the youth group and two of them were girls. Rather pretty girls if I might add. Me being the friendly person that I am decided that I should try and make friends with them.. Easier said then done. they couldnt hear and I couldnt sign. Anyone see the delima I was faced with? Well I'm glad you saw it because for some reason I had not. One of the other people who was deaf was a guy and he took me under his wing and showed me enough to hold a small converstation with the girls. The basics "hi, whats up, you're pretty" you know pretty standard issue for a hearing guy trying to flirt with a hearing impared girl.
Eh so the story goes on. the two girls had boyfriends, who could sign of course, and thus i was a bit heart broken. But I was there to learn about the Lord and thus threw my focus that way. We would go to these things called "Hatch" they were the services, they would have music at the beginning of each service and me and my friends would get up and dance and sing and just be all around crazy. Just as luck would have it, there was another hearing impared child there. He was younger, only about 8 and sat up front with us so he could feel the base of the music and watch the lady signing. He would sit by and watch us dance and sign and not move but have a longing look in his face. So there I was, my only knowledge of sign language was only good for hitting on girls.
The first two days I tried and tried to get him up and dance and have a good time with us. But to no avail he would not. Then I sat down beside him and tried to hold a converstation with him. Told him my name and asked his. When this happened his eyes widen and he went wild... his hands moved with such speed i had no idea what he was saying. His mom laughed and was our middle man...er woman. The next day, day three, came about and we started sing and dance, you remember the story.. same as the first two days. So there i was, i appoarched him and this time he came up... he climbed on my shoulders and had a blast.
The next few days he wouldnt let me out of his sight, saved me a seat at each of the services, and asked me to dinner. The next to last night God spoke to me. He let me know that deaf childer were in my future. And sine i have always wanted to be a teacher, the two just connected.
The last service was a brutal one. I had to say goodbye to him. I said good bye to his dad, he thanked me, his eyes were a bit misty, we shook hands. His mom had flowing tears. Told me no one had ever been able to get him to open up. She hugged me close and wouldnt let me go. I was cool and calm. Didnt cry.
Then i said go by to brendon. Thats when I lost it. I looked down and his face was red, tears were streaming down his face. he had that little snot bubble at his nose. I couldnt hold back and more and the tears flowed. I hugged him and told him that i was going to be a teacher.
It was by far one of the best weeks of my life. And I know some of you reading this might not be christians, some of you might not believe in God at all. ANd i respect your believes. But for me, God and Jesus are two very real people/spirits. And I owe everything to them. My direction in life and my life. I kept in contact with Brendon and his family for a few years but we lost contact. but he stays with me even though.
Thanks for taking the time to read this.