What My Walker Taught Me About Grace

A few years ago, I resisted using a walker.

To me, a walker felt like a public announcement that my body had changed. It felt like surrender. It felt like admitting weakness.

I worried about what people would think.

Then something unexpected happened.

People became kinder.

Strangers held doors. Store employees offered assistance. Neighbors asked if I needed help carrying groceries. People saw my walker and immediately recognized that I faced challenges they could not see in themselves.

For the most part, they responded with compassion.

What struck me was how different that experience was from living with an invisible disability.

For decades, I navigated mental illness, attention difficulties, speech challenges, and other struggles that most people could not see. When my disability was hidden, people often interpreted my difficulties as personal failings. If I struggled to stay organized, I wasn’t trying hard enough. If I became overwhelmed, I needed to be tougher. If I needed accommodations, I was asking for special treatment.

The disability was real either way.

The difference was visibility.

When people can see a challenge, grace often comes naturally. When they cannot see it, grace is sometimes withheld.

As I reflected on this contrast, I was reminded of Nas’s I Can. The song encourages listeners to recognize their value and potential regardless of how the world sees them. Living with an invisible disability often means carrying burdens that others do not recognize. People may not see the effort it takes to manage symptoms, navigate challenges, or simply make it through the day. Yet our struggles are no less real because they are unseen.

Scripture reminds me that God sees what others miss.

“The Lord does not see as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart” (1 Samuel 16:7).

God saw my struggles long before anyone else did. He saw the anxiety, the exhaustion, the frustration, and the effort it took simply to keep moving forward. He understood the battles that never appeared on the outside.

The walker has become a daily reminder of another truth: dependence is not failure.

The Apostle Paul wrote, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).

I spent much of my life trying to prove I didn’t need help. The walker taught me otherwise. Every step is an act of dependence—on a device, on supportive people, and ultimately on God.

The irony is that accepting help has given me more freedom than resisting it ever did.

Perhaps that is how grace works.

We are all carrying something. Some burdens are visible. Others remain hidden behind smiles, job titles, and carefully managed appearances. The challenge for followers of Christ is to extend the same compassion to both.

“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18).

Just as I Can reminds listeners not to let others define their worth, Scripture reminds us that our identity is found in Christ. Whether our challenges are visible or invisible, we are fully seen, fully known, and fully loved by God.

“Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ” (Galatians 6:2).

My walker reminds me daily that everyone needs grace. Some of us simply carry a visible reminder.

And maybe that visible reminder is a gift.

It teaches me to receive help with humility, offer compassion more freely, and trust that God sees every burden, even the ones no one else notices.

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Welcome to my corner of the internet – a space where faith, hip-hop, and neurodivergent experience meet real life. I write about the things that ground me: Scripture, purpose, identity, and the honest, everyday work of becoming who we’re meant to be.

Welcome to my corner of the internet – a space where faith, hip-hop, and neurodivergent experience meet real life. I write about the things that ground me: Scripture, purpose, identity, and the honest, everyday work of becoming who we’re meant to be.

Whether I’m unpacking a song lyric that helped me process something I couldn’t quite name, or reflecting on how faith holds me steady, this space is about making meaning.

It’s all part of my larger work over at EdieLovesMath.net, where I help students with ADHD and Autism build confidence and succeed in school and life through brain-friendly strategies.

Come as you are. Let’s explore what it means to live with intention, connect with God, and find joy and healing in our unique paths.