New Blog Look…New Year!

I am trying this year to keep up and blog regularly on….whatever suits me! Since I am a wife, I will blog wifey things. Since I am a Mommy, I will blog motherly things. Since I am disabled, I will blog things that I just want to talk about in the wheelchair/disabled world. Since I am a Christian, I will sometimes talk about all of these things and come up with how God is working these things in my heart.

I love to write. It is like pouring out my heart on paper. I try to be very real as I adore real people. Life is not perfect but oh how precious it is!

I have a combination of blogs that I have done at different spots but am trying to organize and land in one little happy place and I think this is it. As my website has grown, I need to be able to keep up with  the flow of that blog a little better and so I need to upgrade to here!  I was able to import all of my other blog to this one so everything in the past that I wrote is here! The only thing I don’t think I was able to import was my followers, so if you don’t mind, will you “re-follow” me?

So, thank you for joining me as together we continue this wonderful journey called life. Talk to me and I promise to talk back!

God bless you this new year!

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Alicia

Be Still

I had a long talk with my cousin today. His name is Scott and he is younger than me. Scott was born with Cerebral Palsy and has dealt with a disability his entire life. As a little boy, he was my buddy. I always felt sorry for him because you could see in his eyes that he wanted to go out and run and play with his twin brother but he couldn’t keep up. So, I would always play with Scott and try to keep him entertained. There were a few times I probably just about killed him trying to figure out ways to give him his own thrills. Once, he owned a little tiny red wheelchair and I started calling him “Jehu and his fiery chariot”.

I grew up, went to college and Scott grew up too. We have stayed in loose contact all of these years and any time we were together, we would bond once again. However, since I have become paralyzed, Scott and I belong to the same club. We have a tighter bond than we have ever had. Scott told me today that we were always close, but he feels so much closer to me now and I have to agree with him as my feelings reflect the same. We talk on the phone quite often and I always look forward to his calls.

Scott has a beautiful singing voice and loves music. He feels called of God to share about his disability in message and song. He has written several songs and I will include one about disability at the end of this article. He made a statement today though that really caught my ear. He was telling me about a sermon that he was preparing and he was talking about the verse “Be still and know that I am God.” He said “Alicia, we should learn from this. Those of us with disabilities should be among the first to do this because we know what it means to be still and be limited in our activity.”

I just can’t get that thought off of my mind this evening so I just had to write it and share. Scott is right. It is true. Who are the greatest prayer warriors? Those little shut-in’s that can’t do much more than sit up and breathe. Who are the ones who make a great impact on our lives? Those who have been stopped dead in their tracks and could only go on because of that still small voice. Who are the ones whose wisdom we long to hear? Those who have been to the darkest recesses and have found that even in the terrifying shadows, when we don’t dare move or whisper because of the fear, that God was there and comforted them.

Oh how my heart is convicted. It seems that I always have something to prove. Something to pursue. Something to permeate my thoughts and keep my mind busy so that I do not dwell on my problems. I need to stop and dwell on the stillness of my legs – not to brood in self-pity, but in a thankful heart for this gift of stillness that God has allowed me to have as a reminder to listen and to know that He is my God.
Dear God, help me to be still.

Scott’s Song:

He Walks For Me
Verse 1:
When I was a child I longed to play, with my friends and loved ones I wanted to stay,
But my mother said “No son you cannot go, for your body for them is much to slow”.
Chorus:
Oh mother can’t you see He walks for me, through the wind and the rain, He’s still the same,
He is my rock and fortress each day, dear mother, can’t you see He walks for me.
Verse 2:
Over two thousand years my Savior died, much pain He bore when they pierced His side.
And my burdens were too heavy for me to bear, my Savior walked up, my cross He shared.
Chorus:
Oh friend can’t you see He walks for me, through the wind and the rain, He’s still the same.
He is my rock and fortress each day, oh friend, can’t you see He walks for me
Tag:
If you have a need, He’ll walk for thee.

I Pity The Puppets

At therapy, I have been using a harness system that dangles you from a large metal frame and they crank a percentage of your body weight off. Every time they crank me up, I think that I know what if feels like to be a puppet! You are kind of just hanging there and waiting to “perform” whatever tasks the therapists tell me to do.

There is quite a helpless feeling as a puppet. You can’t get up by yourself, your tied to all of these “ropes”, you cannot move about freely, and you can’t get down by yourself. Oh sure, while you are “performing” you look pretty good and amazing! But just wait until the ropes are gone – the puppet lies crumpled in a heap. At least I have my chair to land in!

My husband and I have been talking lately in regards to raising our children. How we want our children to be students of the Word of God. We want them to know not only what they believe but why they believe it. We were challenged by some friend’s of ours who play devil’s advocate with their children. They ask them Bible questions and then have them prove their answer with Scripture only – not opinion. It has really made us think.

I see such a deficit in this – not just among children (mine included), but among our grown-ups, our spiritual leaders, our pastor’s and teachers. Many times we just parrot what we have always been told but if someone were to really put our feet to the fire about certain things we hold so fast to, we end up stuttering with some lame answer to get us off the very uncomfortable hook we have managed to get caught on.

Please don’t misunderstand me, I am not advocating a reversal of everything we have been taught. Quite the opposite! What I am challenged to do is to really figure out what I believe and why. If I can’t give a biblical reason for the why’s, then I have completely weakened my belief to others. They will view it as just opinion and no different than the right to their own. Except they will probably just keep their own opinion by not being compelled by any greater authority which should be the Word of God. This is important to others but is is of upmost importance to our children.

I wonder how Pinocchio felt when he changed from a puppet into a human. How freeing! How liberating! How wonderful to not be controlled by other people!

As a Christian, I am not to be controlled by external “ropes” but by the work of the Holy Spirit in my life. That is an internal work and is extremely liberating because I am not jerked about by everyone who desires to “pull my chain.”

The Lesson:
Simple. I pity the puppets.