Wednesday's Child

It’s Wednesday morning, and it is time to knock off a really quick message over here. I'd like to say that speed is of the essence, but I do find that some of these messages take a bit more thoughtfulness and that precludes the possibility of me simply just a rattling off a quickie.

So it is Wednesday. The following poem is perhaps the source of the Wednesday's Child:

Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

Wednesday's child is full of woe. This was used to indicate that the child that was slightly "different." Perhaps a child with a disability, or an orphaned child who needed a home. But maybe its main message, is that there are some of us who do not seem to fit in. They're not your average child, and not your average adult. They are different, unique, struggling, suffering. And they need extra tender loving care to be able to function in this rather difficult and competitive world.

So it got me thinking; which Wednesday's Child do I know. And what can be done to alleviate the angst that must be experienced by Wednesday's Child.

When we see people who are Wednesday's Child, the tendency is to shun them, to move around them -- rather than face the disability head on. But what the person needs more than ever, is acknowledgment, not escape.

So we all ought to be a bit more sensitive with Wednesday's Child. We all ought to find a way of reaching out to someone who is "challenged," and embracing their difficulty rather than sidestepping it as if it does not exist.

In each of us there's a little bit of a Wednesday's Child. And we will come to terms and make peace with our own, when we embrace someone else's.