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As they watched a field of flowers gently swaying in the breeze

sitting mesmerized and awed

A young girl looked at her dad and signed.

“Daddy, do you believe in God?”

Her father paused a moment

stroked the hairs upon her head

then looked into her eyes

“I do.” He signed and said.

“Do you ever wonder why,” she signed 

as from her eye he saw a tear

“why God would put me into a world

in which I cannot hear”?

“When I think of all the sounds I’m missing…

all the music…all the songs…

I wonder…did I do something to hurt God’s feelings?

Did I do something wrong?”

“Oh no honey.” Her dad signed softly with his hands.

“Some things in life we just don’t know…

we may never understand.”

“None of us are perfect…I don’t think we’re meant to me

but you don’t have to be perfect to be beautiful to me.”

“When it comes to your hearing…I don’t know…

though an answer you are owed…

Perhaps it’s so you wan’t take for granted 

the other gifts you’ve been bestowed.”

It’s true you have no hearing…

and that problem is severe

And you will never have the chance to hear 

the beautiful things I hear…

“But perhaps without your hearing 

you see the world with more clarity…

And there is a beauty in your silence that I will never see.”

“Someday, perhaps, we’ll have our answers…

Until then by however we view beauty may we be awed..

And know every time I see you…he signed

I see the hand of God.”