Nick Vujicic tells his story.
The morning of December 4, 1982, moments after his birth, they laid him in his mother’s arms. She held a blunt torso. Her firstborn had no arms. No legs. No limbs. Just this one twisted flap of flesh, a foot flipper. She swaddled him close and prayed and he lived, thrived. Doctors never knew why Nick was born without limbs.
Today Nick combs his hair, brushes his teeth, jets around the world on speaking tours, and, astonishingly, even swims.
But it’s his words that jolt:
“. . . People are touched just by my smile. It’s important to be open to the way God wants to use us.”
Often we aren’t.
We think we need to be someone else, somewhere else, for God to use us. We think we need a certain talent, a certain skill, a certain work for God to use us.
We think it’s about the gifts in us and not the God in us….
I’d count it a privilege to meet you in the comment box @ High Calling. Tea’s on. See you over there.
Photo: Nick being used of God
