‘Planting Seeds’ I’m pleased to be a part of Bible Reflections ‘Community of Christian Writers’. This is my latest post for them, about faith-sharing, and the ‘gift’ of evangelism. I would love to know what you think. Do you agree or disagree that evangelism is a ‘gift’? Do you feel comfortable sharing your faith with others? What […]
When I look in the mirror, Ino longer recoil. Most of the time I like what I see. The teenage, pussy acne is gone. In it’s place is a pretty face. Nothing too out of the ordinary though. I remember in my teens, my mum standing with me in front of a mirror telling me I was pretty. I know this kind of thing has been bashed in the press recently as encouraging arrogance, vanity, and esteem based on looks. That day in front of the mirror really helped me though, which is partly why I’ve never forgotten it.
When I look in the mirror I see the face God made, the smile people are attracted to, the person he created me to be. My face is the one part of me that is not disabled in some way. I do refuse to have a full-length mirror in my house though. I hate to walk (shuffle, really) past them due to my wonky posture; my backside sticks out and my knees are twisted… it says to me, ‘spaz’. I was once at my mum’s friend’s daughter’s birthday party in my teens and walked past a full length mirror in the ladies’. This is when I first realised the wonkiness, and wondered, is this how others see me? It is something which, rightly or wrongly, has almost haunted me in a way. When I pass a mirror, I prefer to sit in either wheelchair as, although I am sat, my posture looks more ‘normal’. I wonder if anyone else out there who has a disability sees themselves that way?
When I look in the mirror, I one day hope to only see the person God made, with none of the twisted knees, sticky out backside hangups. I guess most people have hang-ups about the way they look. So far, so normal!!
You make have noticed I haven’t posted anything fresh in about a month. There’s more than one reason for that. I have definitely lost some of my concentration recently. The heat certainly doesn’t help. It’s a vicious cycle. Struggling to concentrate means it’s hard to pull whatever it is out of my brain that I want to write. If I am struggling to write I get frustrated. It seems to be happening more and more often at the moment. Struggling to write brings stress, which bring migraines, of which I currently have one a week, at least. There are other stresses at the moment which also makes it difficult to write. I am going to be trying acupuncture soon to see if this helps control the migraines at least a little. If you’ve had acupuncture for these, I’d love to know whether it helped you or not.
If you would like to write for me, I’d love to hear from you. Read this if you’d like to know more about me first. You can write anything you like as long as it covers something health or disability related, a comment or opinion on a news story, related to Christian faith, or even anti-faith. Would welcome related subjects too. I am trying to come up with ideas to submit to other blogs to help me get my creativity flowing too, but am keen for contributions here to help fill in some of the gaps when I feel too unwell to write, and to help form new ideas for writing. If you’d like to write for me, let me know! Add a comment to this post or tweet me @jacksdavie.