Now when people see me in my wheelchair bound, no one knows (though I am still) the joy that I have found. My arms they will not move again, my legs they do not walk, without my special speaking valve, I cannot even talk. These simple facts mean nothing, these things that you can see, it’s the unseen changes made inside, by Him who lives in me. No person knows contentment such as He has given me, unless they gave their heart to Him, then waited patiently, for Him to do the shaping part, the way He did for me.
