Just over three years ago I was filling in application forms for my Blue Badge. It wasn’t the most pleasant of processes and I thought to myself, ‘At least I won’t have to do this again.’ I was pretty unwell and it seemed very unlikely that I would outlive my Blue Badge.
A few weeks ago my Badge was about to expire and so I sat down and filled out the forms for the second time.
And last month I celebrated the 10th anniversary of the day I was told that I’d probably live for another two to five years.
I’ll be honest, there have been several (OK, many) times throughout the last few years where I’ve thought that it would just be easier if I popped off (and it probably would have been). But here I am, 26 years old, with 22% lung function, able to live most of my life without extra oxygen and continually surpassing what I’m ‘meant’ to be able to do.
That, my friends, is called grace. God continues to be faithful and loving (despite how infrequently His plans for my life match up with my own!)
I am grateful indeed.