Mine didn't used to be, either. I accepted and valued people with disabilities. I even hoped to adopt a child with Ds, someday (check!). But, even after Eon was born, I realized that I was spending a lot of energy listing for people all the things he was going to be able to DO.
I, too, placed inherent value in functionality. Underneath all of my posturing, I held a belief, unknown even to myself, that people are valuable for what they can do.
It is a lie.
During the adoption ceremony, the lawyer commended us on seeing value in Bogdon's life. She commented on what a joyous child he is and how easy he is to love. I agreed with her. But what I wanted to say was, "Even if all he could do was sit in a corner and drool, he would still have value; he would still have purpose; he would still have worth!"
(And yes, there are thousands of orphans out there who, mostly because of severe neglect and malnourishment, can only lay in a crib and drool... and they have worth simply because they are here...fighters, all of them. )
I am certain that there are numerous things to which my eyes have not yet opened. God is not finished with me yet. It is only by His mercy and grace that I can see as much as I do. I pray that He will continue to remove the scales, both from my eyes...and hers.