A broken tree can bear fruit

I saw this pic today and it really spoke volumes to me, it reaffirmed that feeling, that desire, to follow the passion burning in me by reaching out to people who are having to deal with their various disabilities, particularly our youth but also not neglecting people facing the changes and challenges to their lives suddenly, due to some progressive disability.

Despite the situation we find ourselves in due to the challenge of whatever disability we have, we need to identify and use the gift or talent we have so that the fruit from our "tree" can grow, develop and become that which we can depend on, day in and day out. 

If you good at woodwork or hairdressing, art or designing, or just simply need to do house sitting for people when they go away for weekends or holidays, then do it, God has given each of us unique talents or gifts, its because of God's grace that we can do these things.  You never know, the fruit from your efforts may just pay off.  

Let me share two things that happened in my life....

1. Due to doctors negligence my son suffered a lack of oxygen at birth, today, 23yrs later he is a well adjusted, capable, amusing, loving young man, he has his athletics which I believe fully, was the way God made up for the Doctors negligence, has a good job and works hard.  He also knows, that although he is achieving both work and sportwise, he needs to keep his feet firmly grounded, remain the person he is and always remember its thru God's grace that our broken bodies can bear fruit.
2. Again, doctors negligence, my mom suffered a stroke at the age of 45 they forgot to monitor her blood pressure during surgery...my mom was a "on the go" lady, made our clothes, designed her own hat and matching shoes and made it herself, she baked cakes which would put Mug n Bean to shame.  So, what was her gift or talent after all this tragedy in our lives, where she now only had tunnel vision, lost the use of her left hand and had moments of dementia.  She never lost her humor.  But, she became an intercessor, she had this amazing relationship with God, she daily did our washing and while hanging the washing on the line or taking it down mom would be praying, she would be talking to God, This has sustained me for most of my life now, 12 years now after her peaceful passing away, I still wish she was here to pray for us all.  

You see, our broken tree (our body) can bear much fruit, we just need to be willing to put that gift or talent to good use so that we can enjoy and reap the blessings.

Be blessed...here's raising my cuppa to you