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How God Selects…By Erma Bombeck



When my son was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes in December 2005 (3 days before Christmas) at the age of 8 I didn’t know what to expect…..what to do…..what to feel…..what to say…..


I didn’t know anybody with Type 1 diabetes. I was terrified and worried that I won’t be able to give him the proper care and support children with diabetes need. 


I prayed day and night for wisdom to know what to do and for strength to keep on going .


Of course I was not able to let my son know how scared I was. He needed  my strength as much as he needed his.


Here was this little boy who had to grow up overnight and who’s life will never be just ordinary. Another little child with Type 1 diabetes who’s parents will always worry about him no matter where he is and with whom he is…. Another family whose life will change forever all because of this awful disease.


One of Many Hospital Stays - Part of Living w. Type 1 Diabetes




I spend many sleepless nights watching my son and crying quietly beside him. One day few months after he was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes and we were having tough time I opened my email and there was this poem written by Erma Bombeck.


I don’t remember now who sent it, but whoever it was knew it was the right thing at the exact right time.


It’s been almost 4 years and I keep this poem in my desk and read it every time it seems like diabetes has the winning hand…..every time I need to remember what’s important…..every time I need guidance…..every time I need just a little hope…


If you know any mom with diabetic child or you are one I hope this poem will reach you exactly at the right time and I hope it will lift your spirits and help you to have a good cry (we need it sometimes) so you can go on.


HOW GOD SELECTS THE MOTHER OF A CHILD WITH DIABETES

by Erma Bombeck

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with diabetes are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.

“Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint Matthew.”

“Forrest, Marjorie, daughter. Patron Saint Cecilia.”

“Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He’s used to profanity.”

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, “Give her a child with diabetes.” The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”

“Exactly”, smiles God. “Could I give a child with diabetes to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”

“But has she the patience?” asks the angel.

“I don’t want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she’ll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has her own world. She has to make it live in her world and that’s not going to be easy.”

“But Lord, I don’t think she even believes in you.”

God smiles. “No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”

The angel gasps. “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?”

God nods. “If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect.”

“She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see…ignorance, cruelty, prejudice…and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as if she is here by my side.”

“And what about her patron saint?” asks the angel, his pen poised in mid air. God smiles. “A mirror will suffice.”

~By Erma Bombeck



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7 Responses to “How God Selects…By Erma Bombeck”

  1. CorrieHwe says:

    I love the two piece you included from Erma Bombeck. It’s been too long since I’ve read here.

  2. Rosemary says:

    What an interesting blog site. I like how you have categorized your posts so I could find these neat quotes from my favorite theologian: Ermma Bombeck. Thanx for following Steadfast Ahoy. I’m following you back :)

    • Bibi says:

      Welcome to Daily Organized Chaos, Rosemary. I hope you enjoyed reading my posts. Erma Bombeck is one of my favorites as well.

  3. lynn says:

    When my son was diagnosed 3/6/07 – - he was in kindergarten – - so young, sweet and innocent……….my little boys innocense was robbed……i didn’t realize what our new ‘normal’ life would be like……yesterday my friend and neighbor (3 doors down) got the news that her son – - in kindergarten – - was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. I remember someone giving me the Erma Bombeck “poem” and how it touched me. Thanks for posting it. I have forwarded it to my friend………I wish I didn’t have to forward it to anyone.

    • Bibi says:

      Lynn, I am so glad this poem can help another mother dealing with what we had to deal with.

      It’s not fair that our children had to grow up overnight at such an early age, but I truly believe that their disease made them stronger and better people.

      I to wish that there were no moms I can forward this to…..maybe one day.

      All the best to you and your friend.

  4. Amy says:

    This poem brings me so much comfort…I have grown up learning about diabetes. My dear sweet mother was a 40 year type one diabetic, At the age of 14 I began to understand the horrible complications. She was a kidney recipient and was given a second chance to live 11 more years..A blessing that I thank God for.
    I am married now with 3 beautiful children. two of which are diabetic. We are hoping for a cure one day but until then we press on with a new found hope. There is hope for this generation. My mom was the pioneer of this disease and my children are here to see the cure!!!!

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