There was a lot of things I wanted to do. However, my injured 'write' wrist made it almost impossible to do even the simplest tasks. I felt useless and discouraged.
Why?
The answer came in a profound way, like an inner voice telling me that God loves me just as I am. What else matters. The problem lay with me. I didn't love myself just as I am.
To love weakness is the answer to all difficulties.
Perhaps tomorrow I may not be happy with someone else's weakness or inabilities.
The solution will be the same, love weakness.
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