Joy In The Midst of Struggles

Okay so I have a little scenario for you that happened to me yesterday... I am checking out at Target and I had a coupon where you have to spend a certain amount of money to get the discount. I was 99 cents short so i went and "tried" to get some mints. Now I don't know if you noticed before but sometimes those mints are in those cardboard boxes and are hard to get out. So I'm just trying to get the darn mints out and a lady in line just goes "oh let me get it for you". *FREEZE* I'm standing there like um okay thats really nice of that lady to offer the help but I kind of wanted to get it  myself (that's my strong will for ya). This then brings me to the time where I was in South Africa and my new friend at the time asked me to go to coffee with her. Our conversation centered around the fact of I have seen people just jumping in to help you. Do you like that? or do you prefer to ask someone for help? Well for those of you wondering the answ

Let's be real with one another. I'm not going to sugar coat this. Having a physical disability sucks and sometimes I wish I did not have to endure what I do but the Lord is continually working in me to keep being strong and to show others it is perfectly okay to be different. World Cerebral Palsy day was last Wednesday and it got me thinking a lot about my life thus far. You know that day was to shed a positive light to the fact that those with CP are perfectly capable but are often times judged and assumed to be dumb before they even get a chance to prove that person wrong. I cannot tell you how many times this has happened to me and it actually just happened to me recently. Usually I try to stay on the positive but sometimes those things as hard as you try still get to you. Here I am a perfectly capable woman getting beat down by some people who just are not exposed to the capable disabled individual. I then wish like why God? Why did you give me this disability? Why can