(This writing is inspired by my strong compassionate friend, written to be in their perspective)
I use to ask, how can I even live like this anymore?
I would see my friends running up to me. They were genuine and kind. I loved hearing about their day, but at the same time I felt this pain. I mean they didn’t even have to think about it. Moving is like breathing to them; where as I have to think about every move I make. Most of my range of motion isn’t my own. My body hired my legs for the job of walking. But it seems like the Creator of the product had a different plan. God fired my legs and they got replaced by the wheelchair.
I asked God for awhile, why? You called me to love my neighbors as myself and to love you with all my heart, mind, and strength. But for awhile my heart grew weak at my situation and influenced my mind to slip away and compare myself to others.
Others don’t understand. They kept saying God made you to be unique, no two snowflakes are the same, or my favorite comment; that wheelchair does look like fun.
But I got dreams that are far beyond this chair.
Therefore, I chose to surrender; comparisons, people’s lack of understanding, and any bit of strength I thought I had on my own.
It took me a long time and I’m still learning that God didn’t make me this way to limit my contribution to the Kingdom. He made me to be a mighty warrior through suffering. It was only through suffering where I was shaped to be humble, meek, quick to listen, and the first to point someone back to God. I was made by Him, for Him, to further His glory. He is my strength now and forevermore. That is why I chose to surrender and choose to continue to surrender what was His in the first place. He fulfills my dreams far beyond what I could imagine.
Even though I have surrendered myself, I’m not joyful about being in this chair. I’m joyful in the discontentment that reminds me that this isn’t the end. It’s my daily reminder that the Kingdom is coming. Many people live their life not even thinking about Heaven, what a shame. How merciful is my God who allows me to depend more on Him than myself? Many are spiritually blinded to the light of His glory, because they are physically able. I will try to reflect Christ’s light to their blindness through my day to day life.
So Satan, and all of Hell for that matter, I reject anything you’re trying to feed me that is filled with deceit.
The truth is I have found my calling. I am a mighty warrior for the Kingdom of Heaven, serving my Father who loves me more than I can fathom. “
I hope that this is eye opening.
Trying to understand another’s perspective is the first step to reflecting Christ’s love. God loves everyone and has made everyone for a different purpose. It’s not our job to look at people that are different as less than, because they are equally treasured by God. It’s our job to keep reminding them whose they are, God’s son or daughter whom He loves.
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