My husband and I enjoyed a Caribbean cruise this month in celebration of my 70th birthday. We visited Mahogany Bay Roatan Honduras, Costa Maya Mexico, and Puerto Maya Cozumel Mexico.

We enjoy cruising and are hoping to go as often as we can, now that we’re both retired. The ship on this cruise was the Carnival Jubilee. It’s Carnival’s newest and largest ship, and is based out of the Port of Galveston.  The passenger capacity is well over 6500 and although I heard the ship was not full on this cruise, it was packed wall to wall with cruisers. 

Out of all those people, there were two of them in particular that caught my attention and brought smiles to my heart. The first one was a lady named Stacy. She was probably in her 50’s or 60’s and was traveling with a large family group. We first met on our van ride over to the seaport from the cruise parking lot. We saw each other often throughout the 7-day cruise and enjoyed talking with one another. Stacy was like a ray of sunshine, always smiling, and quite friendly. Her family, in particular her sister, was very attentive and caring about Stacy and I admired her for that. Stacy was intellectually disabled. 

The other person was named Reece. He too was always smiling and very friendly; young, probably in his early to mid 20’s, and very outgoing! He too had some type of intellectual disability but he didn’t let that stop him from meeting people, participating with many of the group activities, dancing, and interacting with the cruise director. Unlike Stacy, who was always surrounded by family, Reece was out and about by himself every time I saw him.  Now, his family may have been nearby watching him from afar, but he definitely was quite independent. The first time we met was on an elevator ride and as usual, he was all by himself. I immediately recognized him and started up a conversation. His eyes lit up with joy when Harold and I told him that we saw him dancing with the cruise director earlier. I told him he was a good dancer! He smiled from ear to ear! 

Now since being back home from our cruise, I heard a snippet of a radio program in which someone was saying that Iceland has infamously become known as the first country to claim that no one gives birth to a child with Down’s syndrome there. Apparently they’re very proud of the fact that they have aggressively and intentionally pursued prenatal testing and subsequent abortions. 

After hearing that on the radio, I’ve since learned that isn’t actually true. Iceland doesn’t have a zero incidence of Down syndrome births. They just like to claim that they do. There are still some Down syndrome children born in Iceland but the numbers are dwindling. 

Somehow this all put me in mind of Nazi Germany’s Holocaust; the slaughter of approximately 6 million Jews, and approximately 5 million other people groups including the disabled. 

How is it that a person, or a group of people, think that they have the right to dispose of people they dislike, who don’t look like them, don’t act like them, or because they’re disabled in some way?

When I think of all of the joy I’ve had in my life from my younger brother, Dougie, who is intellectually disabled,

And our daughter Megan, who is physically disabled from being born with Spina Bifida.

And, our sweet 3 year old granddaughter, Remi, who has Down syndrome,

I feel sorry for people who don’t know that kind of joy, and that kind of love.  They’re not only a blessing to me. They’re each a blessing to so many others and in so many ways.

Each and everyone of us are uniquely planned by God. 

“Your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book and planned beforehand to the end.” Psalm 139:16

God forms us in our mother’s womb. 

This is what the Lord says—He who made you, who formed you in the womb. (Isaiah 44:2)

Each and everyone of us are made in the image of God, including the ones you may dislike, who don’t look like you, don’t act like you, have some type of disability, or a mother who doesn’t want them. 

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. Genesis 1:27

God is sovereign.

The Bible says, “His hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of every human being” (Job 12:10).

God cares so very deeply for each and everyone of us, including the ones you may not like, who don’t look like you, don’t act like you, have some type of disability, or a mother who doesn’t want them.

God is the author of life. 

“Your hands shaped me and made me . . . Did You not clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews? You gave me life.” (Job 10:8–12)

Finally, as the giver of life, God is also the authority on death. He commands us not to take the life of an innocent person: “Do not shed innocent blood” (Jeremiah 7:6.)

“There are six things that the LORD hates, seven that are an abomination to him: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, and

hands that shed innocent blood,

a heart that devises wicked plans, feet that make haste to run to evil, a false witness who breathes out lies, and one who sows discord among brothers.” Proverbs 6:16.