I arrived at the hospital this morning a little after 8 a.m. and was greeted with, “Good morning Gorgeous” before my man had even seen my face. It was the same voice I heard say to me yesterday when I entered his room, “I love that I recognize that purposeful stride coming down the hall.” Isn’t he amazing? With all that he is going through (I typed “walking through” first but then thought better of it–LOL) he still notices me.
If anyone were to have a justification for being self-absorbed it might be Brett. He has been through much since his accident in 1993 but few things have been as trying as the last few months. In late August he developed a large growth under his skin and it has spiraled downward from that point. It moved from a hard mass to a large open surface wound and steadily worked its way further into his skin. It has required periods of 24/7 bed confinement and stolen much of his very active life. On Monday, he will have extensive surgery to remove the dead tissue and hopefully, clear the path for his physical healing to begin.
Sisters, I so wish you could have watched this process unfold with me. He did not shrink back from the challenge but became all the more determined to be a great warrior, a true Nehemiah man, in the heavenlies.
Therefore I stationed some of the people behind the lowest points of the wall
at the exposed places, posting them by families,
with their swords, spears and bows.
After I looked things over, I stood up and said to the nobles,
the officials and the rest of the people,
“Don’t be afraid of them.
Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome,
and fight for your families, your sons and your daughters,
your wives and your homes.”
When our enemies heard that we were aware of their plot
and that God had frustrated it,
we all returned to the wall, each to our own work.
See, while I may speak “thick-headed” my man speaks the language of the WARRIOR. Case in point: I was studying Revelation and gushing all over him about being the Bride of Christ dressed in fine white linen and he listened politely. Then, I got to the next description of those dressed in fine white linen and the polite listening stopped. He sat taller in his chair and listened intently as I read aloud about the armies of the Lord following the rider who is “Faithful and True” into battle. It was total participation. You could see the light in his eyes and the engagement of his heart. He was absolutely thrilled at the prospect.
That’s who my man is. Behind the spine that won’t cooperate with his brain anymore, past the legs that will not listen to the signal to move, beyond the hands that refuse to obey his command . . HE IS A WARRIOR. He is a protector. He is about the business of listening to the Commander and standing guard at the wall so that his family and friends can safely go to their own work. Every day, as surely as you rise from your bed and check off the tasks on your to-do-list, my man arises, grabs his sword and takes up his station. Oh how I praise God for the commitment He has given Brett to fight.
And this morning my heart was filled afresh with love for him as I realized that this hospitalization is not a change in mission for Brett or even a delay in his Kingdom work, it is a promotion. He has been so faithful with his section of the wall that God is entrusting him with a new and larger assignment. He is sending him deeper into enemy territory to stand beside nobles, officials, and people he does not know. But God knows them and He is sending Brett to fight for them.
And what has so totally convinced me that this is the case, that God has expanded his territory? It was his first request of me this morning. He wanted to know if I would help him with the computer. He was loving the verse of the day on biblegateway.com and wanted to post it as his facebook status. Consider the battle fatigue this warrior should be experiencing as he has been literally wounded in the fight, and yet, his focus is on reaching those suffering on the battlefield or trapped behind enemy lines “in any trouble.”
[Praise to the God of All Comfort ]
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,
the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort,
who comforts us in all our troubles,
so that we can comfort those in any trouble
with the comfort we ourselves receive from God
2 Corinthians 1:3-4 NIV
So, I tell my Warrior all that God has chatted with me about as he was sleeping and as I watch the smile spread across his face two things come to my mind. First, I think, “Lord, give me that kind of humble tenacity. Let me be so consumed with you that I am willing to combat crawl with my legs dragging behind me to any place you call me on the battlefield.” And second, I give Him praise with all that I am that He has stationed this mighty Warrior on my wall.