I realised that I had a choice to either feel angry about not having arms and legs, or thankful for having my family, friends and my little foot.

When I was 8 years old, I became depressed. I kept asking why I was born this way [without arms and legs]. I also worried about my future. At the age of 10, I tried to commit suicide because I felt like giving up. But when I imagined my loving parents crying at my grave, I decided to stay.

Don't GIVE UP. And know that there is always someone out there who believes in you and who loves you JUST THE WAY THAT YOU ARE.

I think 'Jesus' is the most offensive word in anyone's life. When we mention Jesus, He is the only one who says 'I am God. I am holy. I am the only way to a truthful life.' No one - not Mohammad, not Buddha, not anyone says that they were holy, not anyone says that they were God, not anyone says that they faced the devil face to face and won.

...trade the life of self pity, that I was living, for a life of purpose! - Rebekah -

When we don't hear anything from God we just don't know exactly what He is planning and we come to different conclusions that maybe He has forgotten me, maybe He doesn't hear my prayers, maybe I'm not good enough.

We know that there must be a purpose out there. But for us to actually live according to that purpose, we need to first look for it. To actually look for it, you need to start believing in something you can't see yet. That is faith. Faith is...Full Assurance In The Heart.