Something I've learned and I will try to put into words...
I've learned that me and my body and all it's broken parts, pain,
disappointments, etc is just speck in the big picture of this world. It
really means absolutely nothing. I'm just a tiny part of this world and
what goes on with my body is contained to what's right in front of me.
What really matters is not me or what is wrong with my body, but the
world, the relationships to be had, mission work to be done, people who
need to hear the Word, and love that needs to be spread.
Everything that goes on in my body (or doesn't) is just my package. I
carry my package with me everywhere I go and it humbles me, but I have
learned to not open that package anymore. But, instead to just carry it
with me and continue on with life and to do His will however possible
and however He equips me to do it. Everyone has a package they carry.
These things just happen to be mine. God has given me such strength and
desire to do missions, a loss of self, and a sense to help others in any
way I can. I believe it will be mostly through education. And you see,
you don't need a wonderful physical body to educate people ;)
Sigh...I hope that made sense. It makes sense in my heart and spirit, but not sure it comes across clear :)