My Mobility - pressing on

In 2009, after my motorcycle accident, I was initially confined to a wheelchair due to a brain stem injury that affected my balance and muscle control. My journey toward recovery has been long and challenging. This post chronicles my progression from being dependent on a wheelchair to using a walker, and ultimately, to moments of walking independently.

Tilt Table at Therapy, GA 2009

The Initial Struggles

When I first arrived at Shepherd Center Hospital in Atlanta, Georgia, I lacked the strength and coordination to propel myself in a wheelchair. For the first part of my rehabilitation, I had to be pushed, which was a humbling experience. Each day, I participated in therapy from 8 AM to 4 PM, beginning by using a tilt table to work toward achieving a vertical position. Gradually, I made progress, eventually reaching the point where I could maintain a 90-degree angle, without passing out.

No Rest for the Weary: Transitioning to Outpatient Therapy

After my therapy at Shepherd Center ended in February 2010, I returned to North Carolina and immediately began outpatient therapy. This therapy focused on sit-to-stand exercises and strength training. It was crucial, as I spent the next one and a half years primarily in a wheelchair. Eventually, I gained enough strength and stability to transition to using a walker. This transition was laborious; it was more than just physically exhausting—it required constant mental calculation. I couldn’t use just any walker; it had to have four wheels. The kind with only two wheels in the back wouldn’t work for me. At first, we had to weight it down because the lighter the walker was, the more unstable I was.

Arboretum, April 2017

Navigating New Challenges

Even with the right walker, every surface became a new obstacle. Transitioning from carpet to linoleum was a balancing act, and rugs were the worst. Every time I came across one, it felt like navigating a minefield, hoping I wouldn’t trip or catch the wheels. The little lips or ledges between different types of flooring? I had to be extremely cautious, as they were enough to throw off my balance.

Outdoor surfaces brought their own set of challenges. Gravel was impossible—the wheels would get stuck, making it unsafe to move. Grass, dirt, and asphalt were easier, but I still had to focus on every step. Even relatively smooth ground presented difficulty.

Before my accident, walking was automatic. Now, it required focus and strategy, like learning a new skill. However, unlike discovering something new, this learning came from necessity.

One of the hardest parts wasn’t just the physical challenges but the mental toll. I often felt ashamed for being slow or for holding others up. Even though people didn’t mind waiting or including me, there was a lingering sense of embarrassment. I hated being the last one, the person everyone had to adjust their pace for. My pride wrestled with my reality—and it still does sometimes.

In moments of frustration, I reminded myself of the bigger picture. God was teaching me patience, not just with the process but with myself. His grace met me in my slow progress, reminding me that my worth wasn’t tied to how fast I could walk or how quickly I could keep up with others. It was a hard lesson to accept, but over time, I learned to see the beauty in my slower pace. With every step, I was moving forward, and that was worth celebrating. My journey, though different, was a testament to God’s work in my life.

The Shift to Independent Walking

From 2011 to about 2015, my walker was with me full-time. But slowly, I began to notice small changes in my strength and stability. Gradually, I started walking independently—without the aid of my walker—at times. I credit part of that progress to my private homeschool, which provided a flexible environment where I could challenge myself with mobility.

When I say "walking independently," I mean walking completely unassisted—no walker, no person beside me—just me on my own two feet. Of course, even now, how I walk depends on where I am. In tight or crowded spaces, I might hold onto furniture or use the wall for balance. For instance, at church, I can walk independently by holding onto the pews as I make my way to my seat or around the sanctuary.

There are also moments when I walk without holding onto anything at all. This happens in larger, open spaces where I feel more confident, like at my gym or when browsing bigger stores. However, even in those settings, I must stay mindful of my surroundings and how far I’m walking.

When I began driving in 2023, I tried to park in handicap spots, which are usually close enough that I can walk into the store. If one isn’t available, I park near a shopping cart return, grab a cart as I exit my vehicle, and use it to guide me into the store. Inside, the shopping cart becomes my support.

While I still rely on assistance at times, the fact that I can walk independently in certain settings has been a huge milestone. Each step is a victory, reminding me how far I’ve come. Though my journey looks different from others, I’m grateful for the progress.

The Challenge of Walking on Gravel: A Deeper Glimpse

The video clip below, which I hope you’ll take a moment to watch, shows one of the MOST vulnerable parts of my journey. In the video, I’m walking independently on my gravel driveway. The terrain beneath my feet is always moving, with little hills and ruts hidden beneath the gravel, making it unpredictable.

Outdoor terrain like this is the most challenging for me to navigate, and as you can see, it’s no small feat. I feel VERY self-conscious knowing others are watching, even though I know I shouldn’t be. It’s a battle between recognizing my progress and feeling vulnerable in front of others.

This video shows just a glimpse of my ability to walk independently. Indoors or on flat surfaces, it’s much easier and looks smoother. But the clip shows the reality of uneven terrain, and I hope it helps you understand more of what I face.

“And He said unto me, ‘My grace is sufficient for thee, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.’ Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)

Every step I take, whether on smooth ground or rough gravel, is a reminder of God’s faithfulness and my own perseverance. Sharing this part of my journey wasn’t easy, but I hope it will inspire others.

Inside: Another Milestone

In the next video, I'm sharing another milestone in my journey: walking independently inside my home. You’ll also see me carrying a handful of wet laundry—a feat in itself. For a long time, I couldn’t even imagine holding something while walking, but here I am doing just that. I can now also walk and talk a little on the phone, which was previously impossible for me.

I want to clarify, I do use my walker in public, like when shopping somewhere they don't have a shopping cart  because I cannot carry anything for an extended period while walking/balancing too.

As I watch this video, I'm aware of every flaw in my walking. Those imperfections make me hesitant to share this vulnerable part of my recovery. Yet, I believe the video offers a clearer picture of where I am now—something words alone can’t fully capture. This isn't my best walking, nor my worst, but an honest glimpse into my progress.

While I can’t say the video fills me with pride, it serves as a valuable tool. It highlights what needs correction and where I can improve, much like any of us watching a video of ourselves. I choose to view it as a guide for growth, and I hope it helps you better understand the reality of my journey.

Lessons Learned: Falling Gracefully

Over the years, I’ve learned how to fall gracefully. Thank the Lord, I’ve never broken a bone doing so. I chuckle when filling out medical forms that ask if I’ve fallen in the past twelve months. If I haven’t, I think, “I must not be pushing myself hard enough.” While I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve fallen, I’ve never been hurt badly enough to remember. I don’t fall as often now and can usually catch myself before hitting the floor.

The Bible tells us, "For a just man falleth seven times and riseth up again" (Proverbs 24:16). Both physically and spiritually, it’s important to rise each time.

The Thoughtful Choice of Shoes

For me, choosing shoes isn’t just about style—it’s about safety and stability. I need shoes with a flat bottom and a good grip to avoid slipping. Shoes have become an important part of my daily life, and I’m selective with the brands I choose. I always wear shoes and never go barefoot.

Recently, I’ve started wearing wedge shoes on occasion, a new challenge. I hope to work my way back to wearing high heels again someday. It may seem distant now, but I believe it’s possible. We all need goals, and this is one I’m working toward.

“For we walk by faith, not by sight.” (2 Corinthians 5:7)

Looking Forward

As I continue on this journey, I remind myself that progress takes time, and every step counts. My future goals include moving more gracefully and reducing my reliance on support. My advice to you is simple: don’t quit. With God, nothing is impossible.

My journey from a wheelchair to a walker and eventually walking independently has been filled with challenges and triumphs. Each step has strengthened my faith and determination. I hope my story encourages you to persevere in your own struggles.

“Let us not be weary in well-doing, for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.” (Galatians 6:9)

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Let Me Tell You Why We Pray

Prayer is an incredible gift. It’s more than just a habit or routine—it’s a lifeline. We pray because we believe in a higher power, and we know that prayer can change things in ways beyond our control. Sometimes, when we feel powerless and uncertain, prayer is our way of calling on God to intervene.

The Bible tells us, “The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much” (James 5:16). We pray because we know that prayer works. It may not always provide the answers we expect, but it always yields results. I’ve had many moments in my life where I can testify to this truth.

2009

Testimony: Healing a Constantly Running Nose

After my accident in 2009, while I was in the hospital, I struggled with what seemed like a minor issue—a constantly running nose. My nose would run like a creek, literally every time I moved my head, NO exaggeration, and it went on for weeks. Every night, I soaked an entire washcloth, which kept me awake. It was aggravating, and I couldn’t understand why it was happening or when it would stop.

One night, lying in bed, I prayed. It wasn’t a grand prayer, just a simple, heartfelt request for God to help with this ongoing problem. The Bible promises, “Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not” (Jeremiah 33:3). And He did. The next morning, I woke up, and my nose had stopped running—just like that, after weeks of struggle, it was gone.

Testimony: Regaining Bathroom Function

Another powerful moment in my recovery was related to a deeply personal issue—regaining control over my bathroom functions. After the accident, doctors told me I had to use catheters due to my brainstem injury, which affected that part of my body. They didn’t know if my body would ever manage that function again.

God, however, knew the challenges I faced, and He answered a prayer I hadn’t even deeply considered. Without any medical explanation, I suddenly regained the ability to go to the bathroom normally, no longer needing catheters. The Bible says, “And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive” (Matthew 21:22). God knew I couldn’t handle a lifelong struggle with this on top of everything else I was facing. In His perfect timing, He answered that prayer.

Trusting God When Prayers Seem Unanswered

It’s easy to feel discouraged when our prayers don’t seem to be answered right away. But I’ve learned that if I haven’t seen an answer, it doesn’t mean God hasn’t heard me—it means I need to wait. Scripture tells us, “Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord” (Psalm 27:14). Waiting can be the hardest part, especially in a time when we expect instant results.

However, God’s timing is not ours. His ways are far beyond our understanding. The Bible reminds us, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts” (Isaiah 55:8-9). We must trust that God is working on our behalf, even when we don’t see immediate results.

2009

Learning to Wait Patiently

Waiting is not valued much in today’s society, but it is crucial in our relationship with God. When we rush ahead and try to fix things ourselves, we often make things worse. Instead of placing our hands on every situation, we need to let go and trust God. Proverbs 3:5-6 reminds us, “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.”

Waiting on the Lord allows Him to work perfectly in our lives. Rushing can interfere with His plans. God sees the bigger picture and knows when and how to answer our prayers in ways that are best for us.

The Question of Unanswered Prayers

Many question the point of prayer when their requests go unanswered, or aren’t answered in the way they expected. But here’s something to consider—if we’ve already decided what we want God to say, are we truly praying? True prayer involves submitting our desires to God and trusting Him to answer in the best way, even if it’s not what we envisioned. (Ouch, you read that right). The Bible tells us, “Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10). Sometimes, we need to be silent, listen for His voice, and wait.

Prayer is not about getting what we want; it’s about aligning ourselves with God’s will. When we pray, we must trust that He knows what is best for us and won’t withhold any good thing. We should follow Jesus’ example: “Not my will, but thine, be done” (Luke 22:42). We must let go of our expectations and allow God to move as He sees fit.

The Story of Lazarus: God’s Timing

God’s timing is not ours, and we see this clearly in the story of Lazarus. Lazarus had been dead and in the grave for four days, but Jesus wasn’t worried. He said Lazarus was just sleeping (John 11:11). The same principle applies to our prayers. Just because we don’t see an answer immediately doesn’t mean God isn’t working behind the scenes.

The Bible tells us, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen” (Hebrews 11:1). Faith means believing even when we can’t see the answer. I’ve prayed many prayers that I’m still waiting for answers to, but I continue in faith, trusting that God is working in His timing.

The Importance of Intercessory Prayer

Many of my victories and healings have come through the prayers of others on my behalf. The Bible calls us to pray for one another (James 5:16), and I believe that intercessory prayers have been a key part of my journey. When someone asks you to pray for them, take it seriously. They are counting on those prayers, and God hears them.

Praying for God’s Will

Sometimes, it’s hard to pray for God’s will because we fear it might not align with our desires. But the Bible says we must not pray amiss (James 4:3). God knows what we need better than we do, and He won’t withhold any good thing from us. “Every good and perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights” (James 1:17).

Jesus, in the Garden of Gethsemane, prayed, “Not my will, but thine, be done” (Luke 22:42). That’s the mindset we must adopt. We need to trust God’s plan for us, even when it’s difficult. The Bible promises that if we seek Him first, everything else will fall into place (Matthew 6:33).

2022

Trusting in God’s Greater Plan

Before my accident, I had a dream of becoming a teacher. After the accident, I had to trust God to help me fulfill that desire in His way and time. In His wisdom, He allowed me to achieve that dream even more fully than I imagined, by giving me the opportunity to operate my own homeschool. When we seek God’s will, He often blesses us beyond what we can envision.

Keep Praying

Whether you’re praying for something big or small, know that God hears you. “The Lord is near to all who call on Him, to all who call on Him in truth” (Psalm 145:18). He knows your heart and responds. Every prayer may not be answered as we hope, but we can trust that God is always at work, even in the little things.

I have many stories where prayer brought peace, healing, and strength when I had none. I want to encourage you to keep praying. God is listening, and He cares.

Do you have a testimony to share with me? We are overcomers by the word of our testimony (Revelation 12:11).

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Navigating Grief - from people to pets

We’ve all heard the phrase, “It’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” Sometimes, if you’re like me, you might wonder, “Is that saying really true?”

Grief and loss are some of the deepest valleys we can walk through in life, and yet they have a profound way of revealing just how much love we have experienced. I want to share my own journey through the losses that have shaped me, in hopes that it may encourage you to reflect on the love and faithfulness God continues to show us, even in our hardest moments.

The First Loss: Jake

Aside from the loss of my great-grandmother, the first significant loss I experienced was my husband in 2009. I was in such a fragile physical state at the time of his passing that my doctors didn’t want me to know right away. For weeks, I was kept in the dark about what had happened. They feared how the news might affect my recovery, so much so that I wasn’t able to attend any of the services—no funeral, no graveside, no shared moments of mourning with family and friends.

During my time in the hospital, the staff was so concerned about my emotional state that they wouldn’t allow Jake’s parents to visit me. They feared that I might realize Jake hadn’t been there and start questioning things they weren’t ready to address. While I was still in Georgia, before I fully understood my circumstances, one particular gentleman would talk with me regularly. He was worried about what I might know. I remember telling him that Jake hadn’t visited because he couldn’t bear to see me in my condition.

On another occasion, when he asked about the accident, I told him I had been riding a motorcycle with a guy we both knew—someone I had never ridden with before—on a road I had never traveled. It wasn’t until I later learned of Jake’s passing that one of the physicians suggested that, deep down, my subconscious had known what happened. My mind didn’t want to place my husband as the driver of the motorcycle, protecting me from the full weight of that truth at the time.

During that time, when I say I was "talking," I mean I had to use an alphabet board to communicate. My voice was gone due to having a trach, and I had no choice but to point at each letter to spell out my words. This was no easy task—it was incredibly laborious. My muscle control was limited, and sometimes it took several attempts just to point to a single letter. Despite this, I was fortunate to be conversing with a familiar doctor who had been through this process with me many times before. He often finished my sentences or questions, understanding what I was trying to say even before I could complete it.

Visitors who came to see me couldn’t even wear funeral clothes. The doctors wanted everything to appear normal. In my fog of recovery, I didn’t even know I had lost him. When I finally found out the truth, it was one-two months later. I visited his grave for the first time on my Christmas break from Georgia's Shepherd Center.

Dec 2009, my first visit to the grave

When back home, in 2010, I watched a video of the funeral and the graveside service. Seeing those moments helped me feel a connection to what I had missed. I decided that on the one-year anniversary of Jake’s passing, I would hold a small family gathering at his grave—a personal memorial to mark the loss I hadn’t been able to process fully before. I chose two songs I knew he would have loved and asked for a few words to be spoken. It was a simple, beautiful moment of closure for me.

During this time, I also sought grief counseling. My outpatient therapy center offered free sessions, and I knew I needed help to process everything. I had asked God for a female counselor, but when I arrived, I was met by a man. At first, I was hesitant, but as he began to share his story—how he had lost his spouse in a car accident he had been driving in—I knew without a doubt that God had chosen him for me. His understanding of survival guilt and grief mirrored my own in ways I hadn’t expected. God had provided exactly what I needed, even when it didn’t look like what I’d imagined.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord” (Isaiah 55:8). God’s perfect understanding guided me through that season, showing me that He knows what is best, even when I think I do.

The Loss of My Dogs

Rebel, 2012

After losing Jake, I experienced the grief of losing my two dogs, Rebel and Gunner—dogs that Jake and I had chosen together to be part of our family. These two weren’t just pets. They were a living, breathing connection to Jake and the life we had once shared. We had walked together with them, played with them, and loved them as part of our family.

When they passed, I felt the pain of Jake’s loss all over again. Grief has a way of reopening old wounds, and losing them felt like yet another chapter of my life with Jake was closing. But in the midst of that sorrow, I had to remind myself that they had lived full, happy lives. They had given me comfort and companionship when I needed it most, and it was time for me to let them go.

Gunner, 2011

In their passing, I was reminded of the temporary nature of life. As Ecclesiastes 3:1 reminds us, “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” Their lives, like all lives, had a time and a purpose. Letting them go was part of accepting the seasons of life that God leads us through.

The Loss of My Papaw

In 2014, I faced another heartbreaking loss—the passing of my Papaw. My grandparents had always been a cornerstone of my life, and Papaw had a special place in my heart. He was a man of love, laughter, and wisdom. His presence was a constant source of comfort, and I cherished the small moments we shared—drinking coffee, eating lemon pie, and just sitting together in conversation. He would pull me close, give me a hug, and call me his "baby doll," a term of endearment that still makes my heart ache with longing.

When he passed, it felt like a piece of my foundation was gone. I missed his voice, his hugs, and the gentle love he always showed. Yet, I hold onto the memories we created, the wisdom he passed on, and the love he gave me so freely. “Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted” (Matthew 5:4). In my grief, I found comfort in the legacy he left behind—the laughter, the lessons, and the assurance that he loved me.

My Mamaw & Papaw

The Loss of My Mamaw

Just a few months ago, in 2024, I lost my Mamaw. To say she was an amazing woman doesn’t even begin to capture who she was. She was strong, loving, and deeply rooted in her faith. Losing her felt like the final chapter of a beautiful, God-centered life, and yet, it reopened that familiar ache of grief.

I often wonder if I did enough—did I visit her enough, hug her enough, tell her I loved her enough? It’s a question we all ask when someone we love passes. But I hold onto the hope that she knew—she knew just how much she meant to me, even if I didn’t say it enough.

In moments of doubt, I find comfort in 1 Thessalonians 4:13-14, “But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.” I have hope in knowing that she is with the Lord, and that one day we will be reunited.

A Heart for Those Affected by Hurricane Helene

As I reflect on my own journey through grief, I can’t help but think of those who are currently facing unimaginable loss in my WNC area due to Hurricane Helene. The devastation of losing homes, livelihoods, and, for some, loved ones, brings its own unique pain. While our experiences of loss may be different, the grief we share is a common thread that binds us all.

For those facing the aftermath of disaster, I offer these words from Psalm 46:1: “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” Though it may feel like the world is crumbling around you, God’s strength is unwavering. He is our refuge in the storm and our anchor when everything feels uncertain.

Let us lift up those affected by these disasters in prayer, trusting that God, in His mercy, will provide peace, healing, and restoration in the days to come.

“The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit” (Psalm 34:18).

Grief has a way of showing up at the most inconvenient times. The process isn't linear, like a series of steps you check off and move past. It's circular. You find yourself revisiting parts of it unexpectedly. Over time, though, I’ve come to understand that our tears speak a language God knows intimately. Even when we don’t fully grasp why we’re crying or how to put our pain into words, He understands. The Bible says weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Seasons of hardship and grief don’t last forever. We can hold onto the hope that even the darkest nights give way to new mornings of joy.

Reflections on Love and Loss

As I reflect on the losses I’ve experienced—the loss of Jake, Rebel and Gunner, my Papaw, and my Mamaw—I’ve come to realize something important: the pain of loss is a reflection of the depth of love we’ve experienced. Grief, as difficult as it is, shows us just how much love we’ve had in our lives. Each person and pet I’ve loved has left a permanent mark on my heart, and even though they are no longer with me physically, their love continues to live in me.

There are moments when the weight of grief feels overwhelming, but I am reminded that God is always with us, walking through every valley. “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me” (Psalm 23:4). God’s love is our comfort, and His presence is our peace.

If there is anything I have learned through these experiences, it’s that love, even when it brings loss, is always worth it. The love we share with others leaves a lasting legacy, one that time and even death cannot erase. In grief, we can find moments of peace—peace in the memories, peace in knowing we loved them well, and peace in trusting that God’s love surrounds us, even in our hardest moments.

“For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us” (Romans 8:18). Our grief may feel heavy now, but there is a greater glory to come—a glory that will make every tear, every heartache, and every loss worth it. 

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Spiritual Recovery - overcoming the devil's lies

Immediately after my accident and throughout my recovery I’ve had to face mind tricks and whispers from the enemy, and I hope I’m not alone in acknowledging that the devil tries to plant lies in our minds. The Bible makes it clear that Satan is a liar, a thief who comes to steal, kill, and destroy (John 10:10). His goal is to tear us down, but we are not defenseless. The Bible tells us to put on the whole armor of God so we can combat the devil. The Word of God is our weapon, our sword, and it is sharp (Hebrews 4:12). When Jesus was tempted in the wilderness, He used Scripture to silence the devil. Satan cannot argue with the truth, and that’s why it’s important for us to hide God’s Word in our hearts (Psalm 119:11).

May 2010

The Enemy's Tactic: Psychological Warfare

One of the greatest tactics of the enemy is psychological warfare—plaguing the mind with doubt, fear, and lies. This is why we are urged to put on the helmet of salvation, to protect our minds from such attacks.

We are encouraged to think on things that are pure, holy, and true, and to transform our minds rather than conform to the world (Romans 12:2).

The mind truly is the devil's playground. While he cannot read our thoughts, he can place things in them.

Taking Every Thought Captive

However, we must remember the importance of taking every thought captive and bringing it into obedience to Christ (2 Corinthians 10:5). This requires active engagement in spiritual warfare, guarding our minds with the truth of God's Word and refusing to allow the enemy to take ground in our thought life.

Battling the Lies of the Enemy

One of the lies the enemy whispered to me after my wreck was that I was ugly and worthless. I had become thin, pale, and frail and had to rely on others for help with everything. The devil tried to use that to attack my mind, but I memorized Psalm 139:14: “I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.” God doesn’t make mistakes. We are His workmanship (Ephesians 2:10), His masterpiece, and Satan tries to destroy that truth by feeding us lies.

This doesn’t mean we shouldn’t take care of ourselves, but it does mean that we must recognize our worth in Christ. We are His temple, and He abides with us. Another lie the enemy fed me was that I had been a bad wife. He accused me of things I did wrong or didn’t do, but I had to fight that lie as well. Wives are given to their husbands as helpmates (Genesis 2:18), and though I am not perfect, God has designed my role, and I must walk in it with His strength.

2014

Standing on the Promise of James 4:7

Another important verse I needed to memorize in my battles was James 4:7: “Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” This promise is powerful because it reminds me that when I am doing my best to follow Christ, that promise is mine to claim. If I call on the name of Jesus and ask the devil to flee, he must go because Jesus is his authority. Satan is not his own master; he must obey Christ.

In the book of Job, we see this clearly. Job 1:6-12 and Job 2:1-6 show that Satan had to go before God and receive permission to test Job. That’s comforting to me because it means nothing happens to me without God’s knowledge and approval. God is in control of everything that comes my way. He is not allowing things to tear me down; He is allowing them to build me up, strengthen my faith, and deepen my relationship with Him.

As Job said, “The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord” (Job 1:21). No matter whether things are good or bad, God deserves the praise. Job’s faith and reaction to his trials bear witness to us, reminding us to trust God through every circumstance.

2017

Finding Comfort in God’s Presence

Another lie I’ve battled is the feeling of being all alone, that no one truly understands what I’m going through. Even when people try to be sympathetic, they often say, “I know how you feel,” but the truth is, they can’t fully understand. However, I’ve found comfort in God’s Word. The Bible tells us that the God of all comfort comforts us in all our tribulations (2 Corinthians 1:3-4). There’s nothing new under the sun (Ecclesiastes 1:9), and Jesus knows exactly how we feel because He experienced all things as we do (Hebrews 4:15).

One verse that has helped me is John 16:33, where Jesus says, “These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” No matter what we face, Jesus has already overcome, and that gives me hope. I am not alone, and neither are you. God is faithful, and He has promised never to leave us or forsake us (Deuteronomy 31:6). When we face the enemy, we don’t face him alone; the Lord is with us every step of the way.

The Battle is the Lord’s

Sometimes, we don’t know what to do or how to fight, but the Bible tells us to stand firm. Ephesians 6:13 says, “Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.” We don’t have to run or fight on our own—God fights for us. The battle is His (2 Chronicles 20:15), and our job is to stand in faith, trusting Him. When we feel weak, when we feel alone, God is there, and His strength is made perfect in our weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9).

No matter what lies the enemy tries to feed us, we have the promises of God to hold onto. We are never alone, and the Lord is fighting for us. We simply need to stand on His Word, trust in His promises, and know that the battle has already been won through Christ.

A Glimpse Into My Soul: The Reality of the Enemy's Attacks

I’m sharing these thoughts with you to remind you that the devil talks to all of us. It doesn’t matter our age or how long we’ve been a disciple of Christ—he is relentless. The Bible makes it clear that Satan is not a respecter of persons (Acts 10:34). He does not care about your wellbeing, your happiness, or your future. The only thing he wants is for you to be separated from God and eventually join him in hell.

I want you to know that I’m not immune to his attacks. Even after years of walking with Christ, the enemy still tries to whisper lies and discouragement into my mind. And the truth is, his attacks will continue until the day we take our last breath. However, we are never left without hope. The Bible promises that God will always provide a way of escape (1 Corinthians 10:13), and that assurance is what helps me stand firm in the face of these battles.

This is just a glimpse into the window of my soul, a small part of my spiritual journey. I hope these reflections encourage you to remember that while the devil may try to bring us down, we are never alone. The Lord is with us, and His truth is our weapon against every lie.

I’d love to know what comforts your heart, the comments await your response.

Be encouraged. 🧡

           This is such a powerful song! Praise You in This Storm

I Must Not Quit (even when bad things happen to good people)

Adapting to Physical Limitations

I have always had my physical limitations at the front of my mind, as I would have to adapt and choose various unique ways to complete tasks that I would have otherwise automatically done previously. This has been a challenge at times.

However, within the past couple of years, I began doing some basic floor exercises a few times a week at home, focused on my core, legs, and arms. After receiving my driving license, I visited family friends for a week. While there, I accompanied a young lady to her gym about three times. These visits showed me that even though there are challenges, I can be confident, learn the machines, and use them for my benefit.

Treadmill with Therapists, approximately 2012

Building a Gym Routine

Upon returning home, I decided to research and choose a local gym to frequent. After doing so, I have tried to be dedicated and consistent. I try to attend the gym three or four days a week, alternating arms and legs on the various machines available. Exercises I especially enjoy include weighted squats on the Smith machine, back extensions, and sit-ups on the decline bench. These routines have helped me build strength and maintain physical progress. Despite the challenges, I’ve grown more confident and overcome limitations with every visit to the gym.

"But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk and not faint." (Isaiah 40:31)

Focusing on Positivity

Through everything I endure—all of the obstacles—I choose to find the good. What do I do instead of dwell on the negatives of all the things that I cannot do?

There was a brief time when I would think about all the things I used to do that I cannot do now, and it would make me sad. For example, I used to be able to multitask while driving—changing gears, talking on the phone, eating, etc. Now, I just drive and change the radio stations or adjust the temperature, usually when stopped.

But I flipped that around. I'm grateful for what I still can do, and I want to continue to move ahead and strive to go forward because where I am is not good enough. I can do better. I want to do more. I want to surprise those who think I cannot. Those thoughts help me set goals.

First Time Riding My Terra Trike, 2014

Revisiting Therapy

After receiving my driver's license again, I decided to revisit my therapists for a tune-up evaluation after 12 years of life therapy.

During these few visits, therapists showed me different ways to help practice and improve—standing with my eyes closed, standing with my feet closer together, and various toe-tapping exercises to help improve and get ready for standing on one leg longer. This will also aid in my more graceful movement and walking. They also shared activities to practice improving my fine motor skills, especially in my right hand.

"And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." (2 Corinthians 12:9)

Actual photos found during my reviews

Exploring My Heritage

Another exciting avenue I’ve been pursuing to utilize extra time is looking into my heritage to find my ancestry. It has been rewarding to figure out where you come from and who you are through historical documents and ethnicity estimates via DNA testing.

I’ve traced my ancestors back several generations, but there’s still much to be discovered. There are still a plethora of DNA matches to review and determine their validity.

Overcoming Obstacles

If we’re being honest, we all face obstacles. The way we choose to react in those moments is what separates us. There is ALWAYS a choice. We can choose to be positive and determined, or negative and bitter. Blaming God or someone else isn’t going to change the circumstances. Allowing negative attitudes to fester and grow only hurts you, no one else. Choose to be an overcomer.

Why Bad Things Happen to Good People

I don’t pretend to know God’s purposes. The Bible tells us His ways are higher than ours. I do know that we reap what we sow, whether positive or negative consequences. God loves us and will do what He must to get our attention.

I want to address a thought I’ve encountered over the years and what the Bible says regarding it: "Why do bad things happen to good people?"

Perhaps the most well-known scripture used to answer this question is Matthew 5:45: "That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust." This verse means that good and bad situations come upon both Christians and non-Christians. Since God doesn’t play favorites, all are equal in His sight. He doesn’t put on us anything we cannot bear. Our circumstances will MAKE us, not break us.

1. Job 1:21 – "And said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD." Job experienced immense suffering despite his righteousness, teaching that trials can come to anyone. Our response should be to trust in God's plan.
2. John 16:33 – "These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world." Jesus reminds us that suffering is inevitable, but we can have peace knowing He has already overcome the world.
3. 1 Peter 4:12-13 – "Beloved, think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you: But rejoice, inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ's sufferings; that, when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy." Trials are not strange or unexpected for believers; they are a part of sharing in Christ's suffering, leading to joy in the end.
4. Romans 8:28 – "And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose."
   Even in the midst of suffering, God has a purpose, and He will work all things for good for those who love Him.
5. James 1:2-3 – "My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience."
   Trials strengthen faith and produce patience, shaping us into who God wants us to be.
6. 2 Corinthians 4:17 – "For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory." Our suffering is temporary compared to the eternal glory that awaits those who endure.

Jesus Healing the Man Born Blind

The story of Jesus healing a blind man is found in John 9:1-3. This passage explains when Jesus healed a man who was born blind. His disciples asked whether his blindness was caused by sin.

Jesus clarified that the man’s blindness was not a result of sin, but rather an opportunity for God’s power and works to be revealed through Him. This story emphasizes that not all suffering or disability is due to personal wrongdoing; sometimes it serves a higher purpose in God's plan.

Spiritual Encouragement

I’m also reminded that the Bible says in Matthew 18:8-9: "Wherefore if thy hand or thy foot offend thee, cut them off, and cast them from thee: it is better for thee to enter into life halt or maimed, rather than having two hands or two feet to be cast into everlasting fire. And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out, and cast it from thee: it is better for thee to enter into life with one eye, rather than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire." These Scriptures tell us that it’s better to enter heaven without something than to be whole and make hell your eternal home.

Choices

I said all of that to say this: People have asked me why I’m not angry, hateful, or bitter because of my circumstances. All I can respond with is this: It comes down to a choice. I can choose to have an attitude that drives me away from God or toward Him. Life is hard, and I imagine it’s even harder without God, but I don’t want to find out.

Comment what's your comfort.

Be encouraged. 🧡