Many people say ‘it’s not fair’, or ‘you’re so young’ or ‘why did God let that happen’. I don’t have an answer to any of those questions, like the ones that rise up when we watch the news or when someone we love gets sick.

Instead of rolling around in the mire of unanswered questions, maybe we need to stick our flag-pole in what we can do, what we can hold on to. So I can’t stand independently, but I can climb stairs, listen to other people and write for them. If that is what I have been given, I will treasure it. And thank God for it

Maybe some day I will stand again, and one day, I’m sure, I will understand the whys I struggle with. I pray with all my heart that you know that hope too. Life can be bleak, but better life can be found. Answers can wait, but good things are here, right now, for you to find.

A few months ago, I was sitting in the car, watching people make their way to White Rocks beach. I could hear the roar of the waves but couldn’t  see them. I know I have the choice to bemoan my circumstances or embrace them. I think I will choose thankfulness- for the creator of the waves and the bright orange bush that was sitting in my view, and for the family that brought accounts of the sea, the sand and the fresh air into the car with them when they got back. It is no accident that God blessed me with imagination, because my mind can bring all these things close. Can you see them too? 😍