When I was in high school I came across an article in Guideposts magazine about Max Cleland. He was President Carter’s VA chief, and he was a wounded veteran (missing two legs and an arm). Mr. Cleland saw this poem, attributed to a Confederate soldier, and so he posted it on his desk to give him encouragement. It has never failed to help me. I hope it helps you too:
“I asked God for strength, that I might achieve; I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey.
I asked for health, that I might to greater things; I was given infirmity that I might do better things.
I asked for riches, that I might be happy; I was given poverty that I might be wise.
I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men; I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God.
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life; I was given life that I might enjoy all things.
I got nothing that I asked for, but everything I hoped for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.
I am, among all men, most richly blessed.”