Thank You, Lord Jesus, for having chosen me
to bear this affliction that, medically,
burdens my life: it is not so terribly
oppressive, and it teaches humility
to my soul, and magnifies my need for You
(and not for what the world can offer or do).
This crippler is not a punitive sentence,
but, rather, a reminder that my repentance
must daily, hourly, rise to Your Throne of Grace.
Christ my God, make it a sacrifice of praise
for all the enjoyment of real Salvation
which, in Orthodox Faith's delectation,
is (I mean, always for all eternity)
my redeemed soul's supremist exultation.
Starward*Led