I have been on an amazing journey the last couple of months writing my new autobiography titled No Longer Confined:
I remember being born a prisoner. As I laid there, many questions came to mind: “Who am I? What am I?” When they look in my eyes, they say, “Chris, Baby, Buddy, Little Man.” Whatever they call me, I know I’m not one of them. I don’t move like they do. I can’t talk like they do. They relate to me differently than they relate to each other. I think they like me. They are smiling at me and talking softly, sweet and funny. I want them to know I can hear them. I want to smile and talk to them, but I can’t. Do they know I understand them? How do I reply? I feel removed from their world. They are free. I am trapped. Trapped in a body that will not allow me to move or communicate.
My greatest challenge in life will not be my physical condition; it will be the people around me. They will answer questions for me, they will pretend to know what they don’t understand, they will push me aside, act as if I don’t exist, and, when all else fails they will use me, all because it makes them comfortable. Many will try to confine me to their beliefs, limited understanding and comfort zone. Some of them will be family, some doctors, friends, teachers, and preachers who proclaim that God has a plan for everyone’s life and everyone is welcome in their churches. In so many words, society will say, “We can’t explain it; therefore, we are uncomfortable with it, so let us come up with some way we can live with it.”
The it, is me.
Only time will tell the whole story. But after looking at things in retrospect, I see it a little bit different now. As a disabled man, I know that greatness is not in me, but it flows through me. I can rejoice in the fact that God works great things through the weakest, littlest, and poorest men. God did not change my situation, he changed my heart. Nothing has happened outside of His will. Even my struggles were an avenue for greatness. God with all his wisdom, knowledge and strength choose to form my weakness. I never thought that the answers to all my questions would be that I was created for this. Now I realize when I was born, complications and all, God’s angels were still singing, celebrating a life that would eventually bring Him glory.
Be looking forward to more exerts and updates on the progress in the next couple of months. Please help us to build more momentum and excitement around the publication of my next book by sharing this excerpt and the ones to come with your friends and family.