I was born without arms. Every day is filled with the physical and emotional challenge of accomplishing tasks with my feet. Trying to make my big toe stand in for a thumb is hard enough, but even harder is the heartache of being different. The daily stares and comments from strangers prick my heart with […]
When I run for exercise, quitting seems like a valid option about 90 percent of the time. Who in their right mind would want to put themselves through something like this? The sweating, the burning lungs, the sore legs—it is all awful. We could say the same thing about being a disciple of Jesus. Who […]
