I’m Accepted by The One Who Matters Most

accepted #6

Rejection.  I don’t like that word.  I don’t like how I feel when that word happens to me.  But rejection happens.  No one gets through life without experiencing it.  Rejection comes in many different ways. You’re the last one picked every single time.  You cried because you weren’t invited to the party.  You didn’t make the team.  Your best friend announced that she didn’t want to be your friend anymore. Maybe your mom or dad walked out of your life and never  came back.  Or a boyfriend said that he didn’t want you anymore because a new girl had caught his eye.  Your husband said the wrong thing and you felt rejected.  He had no idea what he said. And you had no idea why he didn’t know what he said.  Or maybe your spouse walked out of your life without any warning.  Your child has grown up and never comes to see you. Rejection hits us all and it can knock our feet out from under us.

The only thing worse than being rejected is watching your child be rejected.  If you have a special needs child you are most likely too familiar with rejection.  You want your child to feel loved and accepted. But she may be laughed at or even ignored.  You desperately want her to have a friend.  But she doesn’t.   One of your biggest dreams in life is that your child will be invited to a party.  But it hasn’t happened yet.  You secretly wish that people would talk to your child instead of ignoring her.  You wish the strangers in front of you in line wouldn’t stare and give dirty looks while your child is having a meltdown.  It would be a dream if you ever heard the words “I’m not in a hurry.  Please, go in front of me.”

I recently spent a long, miserable day feeling rejected.  A few days later a song came to my mind.  My husband sang this song at our church in the early 1990’s.

I’m Accepted by Degarmo & Key

I may not be rich
Don’t wear fashion clothes
Don’t live in a mansion
Don’t have much that shows
Never won a contest in popularity
Don’t have much to offer
But Jesus still loves me
I’m accepted, accepted
I’m accepted by the One who matters most

Never set a record in sports agility
Never was magnetic in personality
That don’t really matter
I’ll do the best I can
‘Cause there’s a God above me
Who loves me like I am
I’m accepted, accepted
I’m accepted by the One who matters most

If you think you’re a loser
When you fail it seems at everything you do
Just remember there’s a Savior
And you are worth enough
He gave His life for you
I’m accepted, accepted
I’m accepted by the One who matters most

As I was listening to this song I was thinking about kids with special needs.  Many of them will not win a popularity contest.  They probably won’t set a record in sports or have a magnetic personality.  Many people will look at them and they will think that they don’t have much to offer.  But Jesus looks at them and He knows that they have a lot to offer.  He accepts them exactly as they are.  He accepts all of us exactly as we are.  It doesn’t matter what we can or can’t do.  It doesn’t matter what we’ve ever done. We’re all accepted by the One who matters most.  All of us were worth enough that He gave His life for us.

Last Sunday we attended 2nd service at our church.  When I brought the girls into their class, the 1st service class was ending and there was music playing. The kids were playing and dancing around.  I was mesmerized by what I saw.  The man who was teaching the class was dancing with a sweet little girl who has special needs.  And he was smiling down on her as they danced.  It was a beautiful moment that I was privileged to witness.  I still get tears in my eyes as I am typing this.  That sweet little girl is accepted by the One who matters most.  And she’s accepted by a man who understands God’s love.  He took a few moments out of his life and made a difference in her life.  And it was beautiful.

The next time we’re standing in a line and someone shoots us one of those “you need to control your kid” dirty looks, I’m going to remember that She’s accepted by the One who matters most.

The next time someone steps out of a long line because they don’t possess the patience that our girls require, I’ll remember that She’s accepted by the One who matters most. 

The next time our girls are overlooked or ignored I’ll remember that They’re accepted by the One who matters most.

The next time people are staring at us because they don’t understand why our life looks different than their life looks, I’ll remember that We’re accepted by the One who matters most.

And even when I encounter people who are unkind and intolerant, I’ll remember a man dancing with one of God’s little princesses.  And it will remind me that God creates beautiful moments  when special kids are loved by special people.  Those beautiful moments are what carry me through the next moments that might not be so beautiful.





One thought on “I’m Accepted by The One Who Matters Most

  1. Very moving. Very thought provoking. I have felt every rejection you listed. Even for my children with the exception they were not special needs. I have often thought how God must select special parents for children with special needs. I am not sure I could have handled it as one should. You have a beautiful spirit.
    I might add that as you remember that they are accepted as we all are by the ONLY ONE WHO matters, you might send a prayer up for the inconsiderate and rude or uncompassionate one that has made you or your child feel unaccepted. Maybe do something out of the way for them. Loving those that are hard to love sometimes is the hardest thing for us but it just might help them think or become more aware the next time they are in a similar situation. Sometimes we all need mercy extended to us.
    I have found in my 50 years on this earth that most of the time when I feel rejected it is a lot of time simply me feeling that way and not intended on me by the person I felt it come from. They may be self absorbed for any number of reasons. Our enemy only wants to steal, kill and destroy us. Cause a bitter root to begin to grow within us. I say that because I allowed the rejection of many over years to create that bitter root in my gut…it was so deep and a part of me that I didn’t even know it was there! A year ago I went to a Christian councilor who always asked the right questions and as I would journal God began to reveal so much to me. I think my counselor was always just as amazed by what The Lord revealed to me as I was.

    Why do we strive so hard to be accepted by man? Why is it so important to us? We all struggle with that. I believe even those who seem overly confident are merely trying try compensate for any possible rejection. Being accepted by God, our Creator, our King, our Savior is really all that matters.

    I am glad you know that. Thank you again for this thoughtful reminder of being aware of how we treat others. God Bless you and your family!


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