Heroes
Not long ago I was in the hospital having a stress echo test for my heart. There were two technicians assisting the Doctor with preparation for the test, Julie and George. They were fun people and I found it a privilege to get to know them. It sounds odd to say that I had fun having a medical test done, but its true, I had fun that day. George asked what precipitated my coming in for the test. I told them about how recently I was sitting in church and felt all tingly and faint and it had me worried. George asked if the experience had been an epiphany. I said no, it wasn’t. I know what those are, as I have had a few in my very full life. He commented that this was his reason for avoiding church. Interesting, I thought. Does George fear an encounter with God? I wish I had asked, but the question remained locked up underneath my tongue.
With a swift redirection of the topic, George slapped some multi-syllabic words on the condition I probably experienced that week prior. It is rare that I encounter words that I can’t at least derive a semblance of meaning, but being that my expertise has always been in the engineering, electronic, technical arena, the medical terms escaped me as if they were captive birds being set free and quickly flying off into the blue abyss. From my puzzled look George explained that the large words meant that I had experienced a near-fainting episode. He laughed as he explained that they used the large words so that I would feel better about the large bill that would be presented for the services that were provided. It was my turn to laugh, as it is all too true.
George soon was talking about heroes-- heroes from movies, heroes from real life stories. He had collected stories like trinkets from the many Veterans he had encountered in the last decade and a half of being a medical technician since his own stint as a medic in the Navy during the Gulf War encounter in
The story of the American GI’s taking the little seemingly insignificant
The ones to take action in the face of intense fire, and the ones who lost life because of his action George dubbed the heroes as he concluded the story. How true! And how grateful we are to those heroes that preserved our freedom! Where would we be today without such a payment?
Those heroes on
As I approached my home after contemplating what I had heard and felt on the drive home, I thought about George. Oh, George! If you only knew what I know of this hero! Your search would be complete. You would not be collecting story trinkets, but you, too would be telling stories of truth and hope! And then I recalled many other Georges I have known over the years.
Let me weave my story of redemption from the pit of hell and tell you how my Hero took me from what most would label the point of no return, picked me up, set me free, and then shared His battle stratedgy with me and walked into the battle with me every step of the way.
“For the eyes of the Lord range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to him” IIChron 16:9
“I, the Lord, will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my eye upon you.” Ps 32:8
“…If God be for us, who can be against us?—Who can be our foe if God is on our side? He who did not withhold or spare even His own Son but gave Him up for us all, will He not also with Him freely and graciously give us all other things?” Rom 8:31,32 amp
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