I Can See Clearly Now

Stuck in this wheelchair, I wonder if it's finally where God wants me to be,

if it's home.

I can see more clearly from down here,

getting used to the stares,

wanting to return them with Jesus' unconditional love.

I can still walk, but my legs are very weak and I fall very easily.

So I had to swallow my pride and catch a ride in a shiny new four-wheeler, jacked up a bit with a red afghan and pearls, cuz if anyone truly knows me knows that I won't roll normally.

Now it's time to buff up the guns.

Make the best of what God gives you,

because what you think is a curse could very well be a blessing.

Isn't that what He wants from us? To bless Him before the rocks cry out?

And don't feel sorry for me if you see me rolling down the street

because I am exactly where God wants me to be at this day and time

and I am blessed beyond measure!

Mark 6:4- Only in his own hometown among his relatives and in his own house is a prophet without honor.