You are disabled
There was a time when people with disabilities were invisible to me. They were not seen for the value they brought to the world. They didn’t matter to the outside world.
Oddly enough, this is when I loved to golf. Once I started to drive, golf became an obsession. Golfing to me was an amazing sport. It was incredible how far the ball would go if struck well. Any daydreams, especially at church, would revolve around golf. I used to play each hole in my head during the sermon. I used to get anxious (and still do) whenever we’d have a tee-time. I couldn’t sleep the night before and would arrive at the course more than an hour early.
I thought I was good at golf, not great. I knew I could take lessons, but thought that I was making steady improvements. My brothers asked me if I was going to get lessons. I replied that I didn’t think so, because what if the instructor said that I wasn’t doing anything wrong. That meant I’d be stuck with slow improvement.
Now, I was half-joking when I said that. I knew there would be an improvement, but what if the instructor told me there wasn’t much he could do. I actually considered the idea that a coach wouldn’t help me. That’s a crazy thought.
Having an outside coach is where you will see exponential growth.
Your disability is that you think you don’t have a disability. We all have something we’re dealing with. Even though you may have a spotless medical record, have no problems getting from one place to another, and seeing the world through other people’s eyes.
You have self-limiting beliefs that are preventing you from living the life you want. You may feel that there is no alternative to the way you provide for your family. You may believe that the expenses you have are the only option you have.
Let me be the first to tell you, there’s another way to live your life.
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