tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299409348701300460.post6880214285708336200..comments2023-05-25T09:14:35.702+01:00Comments on The Vernacular Vicar: Equal Blessings, Differently DistributedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08268991293847325315noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299409348701300460.post-44783229881819956452012-02-21T08:00:31.884+00:002012-02-21T08:00:31.884+00:00This is a lovely post. I am a Riding for the Disab...This is a lovely post. I am a Riding for the Disabled riding instructor, and to see the joy on my riders faces when they achieve, repays me more than anything I could ever be given. When they ride the ponies/horses, they are no different from you or I. Nothing angers me more than seeing people move seats, cross the road to avoid speaking to someone with special needs. When my children were mega young, they always came to watch rda sessions and thus learnt we are all one. My eldest son now helps with the teaching of two disabled children every Saturday morning. I thank God for giving me the gift and allowing me the privilege of being with these wonderfully, funny, cheerful and happy people and I pray he may continue to help me use his gifts to help them. Thank you for this lovely post.Fionanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299409348701300460.post-59522705209539515182012-02-16T17:28:59.027+00:002012-02-16T17:28:59.027+00:00Oh, I SO agree with you, David. All the people I&#...Oh, I SO agree with you, David. All the people I've known with Down's Syndrome have such a loving innocence and receptiveness to people and things that it often shames me. A lovely post.Perpetuahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01214396019726161983noreply@blogger.com