No Wheelchairs In Heaven

Posted: October 10, 2013 in Uncategorized
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64eyr“I’ll walk upon a street of gold
Glorious beauty I will share
In a place called HEAVEN
Where I’ll need no wheelchair.”~ excerpt from a poem written by J. Morse

The image was sent to me by the most moist, wonderful, and beautiful Mrs. Froth today. And it really struck big with me.

But I wanted to know more about where this idea and photograph had come from and/or by specifically.

Sadly, there was not a lot that could be found about the monumental grave stone or the person who is laid to rest there.

Here is what I did find out about the grave site:

The person who is laid to rest is Matthew Stanford Robinson. Born, died, and buried in Salt Lake City, Utah.

He was born with an entire slate of disabilities, and doctors honestly expected him to live for only a few hours.

But Matthew Stanford Robinson would prove everyone wrong with his strength, courage, and his faith. Matthew Stanford Robinson approximately seven months before his eleventh birthday.

I honestly believe, personally speaking, that I would want some kind of monument similar to this when the time comes that I will leave this planet. I also believe that this grave raises the APPROPRIATE questions and awareness, and is a lasting marker of this child’s short and sweet legacy.

I have nothing against, nor do I think that there’s anything wrong with asking what one person’s disability is all about. But what I DO feel is wrong, is to be so bold as to ask me what my disability is, and then have a closed mind about it and just go off believing in your own theories.

 

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