A Ring of Truth.

When Jesus healed those crippled beggars, didn't they always get up and dance off stage, jabbing their canes sideways and waggling their top hats? Hooray, all better now, hooray!
If you are whole, you will argue: Why wouldn't they rejoice? Don't the poor miserable buggers want to be like me?
Not necessarily, no. The arrogance of the able-bodied is staggering. Yes, maybe we'd like to be able to get places quickly, and carry things in both hands, but only because we have to keep up with the rest of you, or get The Verse. We would rather be just like us, and have that be all right.
The Poisonwood Bible; pg. 493, by Barbara Kingsolver.

Sunny Side Up!,
Krista