Sharing some thoughts in verse(ish).
I sit beneath the Oak
on a breezy summer day –
sun through the leaves,
lichen growing on the rain dark tree –
all beautiful to me.
If I’m sitting in a wheelchair,
is the beauty of the moment less?
…Or is it more?
© 2018 Christina Chase
There once was a cripple…
who wasn't afraid to acknowledge that she was a cripple or to share her life of wonder, struggles, sorrow, and joy with perfect strangers. Here I am.
Join me as I explore the reality of divine love in the flesh, reflecting on what it means to be fully human, fully alive.