Tuesday, February 27, 2018
Monday, February 26, 2018
Sunday, February 25, 2018
The call
I listened to a sermon by Steven Furtick today titled "Embracing Limitation". All I can say is that the health of my mind is directly correlated with my willingness to share my battle with Cerebral Palsy. As I was reminded today God has stripped me of the luxury to be silent. I was reminded today that my very life is dependent upon my willingness to share. "Normal" is gone. The truth unedited is here. If I want change, I must the agent. In making myself uncomfortable, you may be uncomfortable. This is your disclaimer. CP almost killed me because I let it. I don't have able body privilege. If you do, count your blessings. I may look perfect on the outside, but there is nothing perfect here.
God, I'm accepting the call I have denied.
God, I'm accepting the call I have denied.
Friday, February 23, 2018
Teachable moments.
What Cerebral Palsy still teaches me.
You will have setbacks.
The simpler a process seems, the harder it is.
Conquering mental demons will deter you more than physical ones.
Your prayers will become more fervent.
The dreams are what keep me going.
Every time I want to give up, God says no.
My faith has to be bigger than my fear
You will have setbacks.
The simpler a process seems, the harder it is.
Conquering mental demons will deter you more than physical ones.
Your prayers will become more fervent.
The dreams are what keep me going.
Every time I want to give up, God says no.
My faith has to be bigger than my fear
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
Monday, February 19, 2018
Education part deux
Disability makes you vigilant. It makes you dot every I. It makes you cross every T. It makes you hesitant. I wish I knew that my physical disability would cause me more mental anguish. The physical discomfort I learned to handle, the pain in my heart, not so much. I wish a lot of things, but I discuss this now because maybe it could save you some pain. Truth is the bitter pill, but once you learn to swallow it, freedom comes. I never liked what I needed. As I get older, I realize the disservice I did to myself and others. The cry of our hearts is to be loved. The world will never remember my net worth, but how I loved.
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