Becky and I have this morbid humor between us about some of the things we say related to disability. We chuckle when she asks me to “run to the store” or tells me “don’t step on Monte’s tail.”
The other day I was getting on my bike, using my wheelchair for balance. Becky asked, “Are you done with your chair?”
“I wish.”
As I rode that day I thought about that exchange. It occurred to me that one day Jesus will ask, “Are you done with your chair?”
And I’ll reply, “Absolutely!”
I’m looking forward to that.
I can live with the chair and the paralysis. I can find joy and meaning with my altered body.
But I must confess that there’s some anticipation and excitement in knowing that the day will come when I’m done with my chair.
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