The other while waiting for Renee to pick up groceries in a store, a young man walked up to me and motioned with his arms he wanted to talk. His gesture caught my eye because there were no hands on his arms. There was nothing below either upper arm. When asked, I understood him to say he was in some sort of accident that caused his condition.
Then he went on to say, unasked by me, that he was a Jesus person, and and elder in his church.
So I got to thinking, whatever I or you think may be holding us back from what we were meant to do, it might seem like a bit of an excuse if we told it a brother like this one.