A few mornings ago, while Dave and I were on our run, I was thinking of our last trip to Haiti. I was thinking about the important doctors, surgeons, diplomats, politicians, soldiers, and entrepreneurs we met. Ironic, that in a third world country I was shoulder to shoulder with them as equals. A level playing field with no past, experience, education, reputation, or money, just a common purpose and an immediate need...anyway... then I was remembering the patients in the hospital.
First, I tried to list them all by name...nothing. I couldn't remember even one of their names! But just before I burst into a self-loathing tirade, my mind zoomed in on their faces. I was there, in the hospital, once again. I remember THEM! I remember the feel of their bony, calloused hands in mine. I remember their faces, the sounds of their voices, their injuries, the fear in their beautiful brown eyes, their laughter or groans, the questions they asked, the family members bringing food, sheets, and nightgowns. I remember their teasing my broken Creole, I remember the smell of their hair as I kissed them goodnight on the forehead...Oh, I remember them! They are forever etched upon my heart.
Then it strikes me. This is not me! Naturally, normally, I am not a sympathetic person. I don't empathize. I am not comforting, caring, maternal, soft, or sappy. Normally, naturally, I am indifferent, tough, driven, competitive, critical, analytical, and methodical.
And I start to cry.
I love moments like this. They are gifts. Priceless moments when the Lord Jesus Christ reminds me...
You are not normal anymore
You are not natural any longer
You are redeemed.......remade.......renewed......reborn........restored.........repaired........resurrected!
And as the crescendo subsides, the one sustaining note reverberating in my heart is...
This is how you know...
This is how they will know...
You are not natural normal any longer.
YOU are dead.
I am alive within you.
I am THE life...............you are the tent
I am THE superhero.....you are the skin
19 comments:
I love the way you worded that..."I am dead, You are alive within me." And while you say you're not sympathetic, I would totally disagree. I think you're always loving and caring; and that you do show Christ in all you do! I love you Kari and have loved serving with you in Haiti and here.
beautifully written...
thanks for this testimony....I journeyed with you..thank you
blessings
vincent
www.esprit.aegauthorblogs.com
Beautiful, fantastic.
I admire your strength.
That is very inspirational and moving. You could have done anything with that time, the possibility's were ultramontane. but you chose to use it to help others. you are a true saint.
I love your blog!!
So deep. I think it's a story from which we should all learn something :D
you wrote:I love my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Jesus was Apostle. He was not God.
I felt like I was there in that hospital with you. Wonderful testimony...thank-you for sharing!
Believe or not, there is no a third world country. We leave all together in the same world. Just sometimes people do not turn around to see what's going on. When something terrible happen that catch our attention, we run to see what we can do, but what about what we cannot see. Wonderful comment about what happened in Haiti.
God Bless You.
Hi, I like your blog. It is great to hear that there are people out their who love the Lord like I do. It is great to hear that you are out helping people in need like in Haiti, keep up the good work.
nicely written
We really need to start commenting on Kalebs blog again. i miss the connections!
And you should delete some of the entries above!
Love your Blog!
BEAUTIFUL BLOG! I follow you, kisses
Very well-written truths! Thank God that we are not the same!
Don't Worry God with you
beautifully written...I would like to invite you to come on over to my blog and check it out.
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