Ecclesiastes 3:1,3 reads "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens... a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep, and a time to laugh..."
Sometimes our lives have to be torn down before they can be built up again. At the time of my injury, it felt like everything that was important to me (mostly material) was taken away. Looking back now, I've learned my happiness never came from "stuff", or highlights in my hair, or a fit physique. I've gained so much wisdom about true happiness and it all has to do with how much I love God and how much I understand he loves me.
Sometimes we have to weep before we can find a reason to laugh again. The first year of my injury I cried often. The sheer magnitude of what had happened to me was enough to make anyone cry, but on top of that, the facility where I lived was absolutely terrible. For one thing, the staff was disrespectful towards the patients. I won't go into all the other problems I faced in that place. Looking back now, I know it simply made me stronger as a person and in my walk with God. Smiling and laughter come much easier to me these days because I've worked hard to forgive those who intentionally hurt me.
Acts 20:24 reads "However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God's grace."
My goal in life is not to accumulate more stuff. My goal in life is not to find the perfect husband. My goal in life is not to climb the corporate ladder and pad my bank account with increasing salary amounts. If I do get all of these things, Amen! In the meantime, I need to complete the task that we've all been given — to share the good news of God's grace. There are so many people that don't know about God's grace and the joy and fulfillment they can gain in their lives. And I've been given much grace, even in my position, why would I hold back in telling others about it?