Thank you For Saving Me



There was this particular cell right next to the Medical Clinic that housed a maximum of 20 inmates. Most of them had difficulty walking because of their history of heart problems, back problems, or perhaps, they were just being treated with dressing changes for their wounds sustained from either injuries or fights.




Being a small number, I got to really know each of them. I had noticed that "Mr. Brown" with a heart problem might be out of his medications. So, I went over and handed him a few tablets after verifying that he was truly out of those important medications. I told him that I put his chart for the doctor to review it so the doctor could reorder the expired prescriptions. A thunder-like voice thanked me, as I was looking up to see his face through those metal bars; his tall stature obviously towered my short height.



Nothing out of the ordinary that morning as I tried to pass their medications, a daily routine before they would eat their breakfasts. If someone heard me, he would yell “Meds!” to wake up the rest on medications so they could form into a line while they came to me with a cup of water and their ID’s for verification.



The bunk closer to the metal bars had a new body I didn’t recognize that morning. A young man who must have gotten hurt or sick while I was on my day off. Being close, he was the first one to hear my footsteps and even before I announced “meds!”, he yelled at the top of his young lungs, with chest lifted up like how Tarzan would roar in the jungle: “Drugs!!! The drug pusher is here!!!” as he smiled sheepishly.



He knew the block deputy was out of sight, busy monitoring the inmates who were passing the breakfast trays to other housed inmates. He knew he could get away with his arrogant behavior of being disrespectful to me and trying to be funny with the other inmates in his cell. He knew I looked like a helpless nurse, being small in stature.



I confronted him with a gentle but authoritative voice, “Sir, it’s not funny!”
“If you’re trying to be funny, I encourage you to stop now because I can let the deputy know and have you be put on discipline because you are being disrespectful to me,” I added.


“Ha…ha…ha…Uh-huh. It is funny, too! You bring drugs!” he replied.



Standing solo in front of me, he continued this mocking act. No one else was laughing. Until a huge shadow crept up behind him. A thunder-like voice cut in with his non-stop yakking, “Are you making fun of this nurse? I know her…You don’t... She works very hard here. Why are you calling her drug pusher when she’s just doing her job?” I saw the tall inmate’s hands curled into big fists as he took a stance to balance himself steadily, as if waiting for some punches to be thrown at him.



“What?!” the mocking inmate replied in an annoyed tone of voice as he pivoted to see who tried to interrupt his fun. His face turned white when he saw how huge and towering the other inmate was. His endless chattering stopped immediately as his jaw seemed to have dropped into the ground.




Cowering like a mouse in front of a big cat, he mumbled softly, “No. I wasn’t making fun of her.” He started taking little steps toward his bunk.



“You can’t go yet!” commanded the huge voice. “You haven’t apologized to her.”



The mocking face earlier was now replaced with a fear-stricken, pale face, “I’m sorry, nurse. I won’t do that again.”



“Thank you, Mr. Brown. Thank you for saving me…” I uttered sincerely to this man who had heart problem but without any second thought had stepped in to rescue me.




Instead of accepting my sincere gratitude, he told me he was the one who owed me one. Because he would be forever grateful that I was there monitoring his health or his medical needs.



“That’s the least I can do for you, Ma’am,” as he bowed his head as if he was in front of a person with sovereign power.



There’s Someone Who monitors my health, too. He is interested with my healing. He sees me when I fall, only to reach out to me so He can lift me up. He wipes my tears and comforts me with His loving promises and instills joy in me, despite my sorrowful times. He provides so many things with all of my needs.



He healed my broken heart and when I accepted His love, He promised me an eternal life. His love is unconditional.



He wants to do that for all of us. If you are listening to Satan’s mockery of Jesus: “DON’T!” It’s not funny. It’s not a joke that Jesus gave His own life and died on that wooden cross. It was His way of paying for all of our sins.



“Meds!!! Wake up and get your Meds!!! Go to Jesus!” Bring your cup [life] that will be filled with the Living Water. Show Him your ID and He will verify that you are His child when you go to Him. Open up your heart…Believe…Stop mocking Him…



“Lord, thank You for saving me…”





18 comments:

  1. Thanks for touching my heart, way deep. I love you precious one.

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  2. What a life you live my friend!

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  3. What a testimony. I am thankful we have a Heavenly Father who cares for each of our needs. I am confident HE has a plan for what is going on within my body right now. He will use it for HIS glory. Thank you for reminding me of this truth.
    I am soooooooo very thankful GOD brought you into my life thru the bloggy world. GOD BLESS, andrea

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  4. Sister Denise: Thanks be to our Lord! Not me :)

    Sister Beth: Amen! I'm glad the Lord brought me here in this place because there is much more to see so I can learn and apply it with my walk with Him.

    Sister Andrea: Amen to God making us meet. I treasure your friendship! We forget that God is always there with us when we go through the storms of life but He makes it known...in quiet ways... I think He does too, that He will make you a living testimony with whatever you go through, each of us.

    Love to you guys and God bless.

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  5. "I can feelingly say, he hath proved himself stronger than I and his goodness superior to all my unworthiness. He tells me (and enables me to believe it) that I am fair, and there is no spot in me. Though an enemy, he calls me his friend; though a traitor, a child; though a beggared prodigal, he clothes me with the best robe and has put a ring of endless love and mercy on my hand. And though I am sorely distressed by spiritual and internal foes, afflicted, tormented and bowed down almost to death with the sense of my own present barrenness, ingratitude and proneness to evil, he secretly shows me his bleeding wounds and softly and powerfully whispers to my soul, 'I am thy great salvation.' His free distinguishing grace is the bottom on which is fixed the rest of my poor weary tempted soul. On this I ground my hope, often times when unsupported by any other evidence, save only the Spirit of adoption received from him. When my dry and empty barren soul is parched with thirst, he kindly bids me come to him and drink my fill at the fountainhead. In a word, he empowers me to say with experiential evidence, 'Where sin abounded, grace did much more abound.' Amen and amen."

    Joseph Hart (1712-1768), quoted in Peter C. Rae, "Joseph Hart and His Hymns," Scottish Bulletin of Evangelical Theology 6 (1988): 22-23.

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  6. Ahhh! I love good ol fashioned stories like that one! See your goodness comes back to you without hesitation. Bet that ol inmate will think twice now about disrespecting you anymore.

    Love Mr. Brown! He has a heart after Gods! Amazing the tools God can use!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  7. Bro.Ike:Thanks for that quote from J.Hart. Yes, Christ is our "all-in-all".

    Sister Kat: It happened long time ago and yes, that inmate never bothered me again when Mr. B interferred.

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  8. May God's covering continue to be over you and may His power continue to flow through you to touch many people even those who are unkind and hurting -- God is using you to touch so MANY!

    Love you.

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  9. Sister Lisa: Thank you. I pray that I will have a heart that is always willing to be led and used by the Lord. Glory to God. God bless and I'm truly grateful every time you come by knowing how busy you are too for the Lord :) Love and prayers back at you.

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  10. God truly cares about healing us body, soul and spirit. I saw that this past week while out of town and I kept thinking about how important relationships are to Him. He gave me 2 miracles of reconcilliation! It is His will that we love one another and not be offended.

    I love you, too, my friend for being there with those big prayers of yours. I'm so amazed at God's interest in us, His children. I'm so glad to be home and so glad to read your post.

    Many hugs,
    Mary

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  11. Sister Mary: It's good to have you back and that's amazing that you had those reconciliations in His perfect time. I know that He is always there to guide us. The bottom line always is how willing our hearts are able to yield to what He willed for us. May we choose to always seek Him. Sooo happy to hear from you. I love you and God bless.

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  12. What an awesome, beautiful post!!! So powerful. I loved that part about Mr. Brown. Imagine how many lives we could lead to the Lord with that same kind of conviction. Wow, I feel so lifted and blessed right now. Thank you my dear friend and sister. Much love and blessings to you!

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  13. Sister Tammy: Thanks for the visit and encouraging comment. May the Lord give us the boldness to share the Good News with those who don't really know Him. God bless.

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  14. Rosel,
    God is truly using you my friend for HIS SWEET GLORY! Thank you for caring for these men. I know I would not be brave . . . Keep up the good work . . . continue to share Christ. Love you, my sister in Christ.
    Bren

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  15. Sister Bren: Don't underestimate yourself if God wants you to be in places that are not comfortable :) Because I have been there before. But if we are with Him, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore. God bless sister. Love you in Christ.

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  16. Rosel,
    Everytime I come and visit you or you visit me, I am always in awe of the wisdom you speak and the grace that God is lavishing on you to do what you do for Him.
    You truly amaze me.
    Christy

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  17. Christy Rose: We are a source of encouragement with each other and I thank the Lord for that. It's great how we may be blogging about same thing, but the Lord reveals it in different ways to each of us. That makes sharing spiritual wisdom, God's way, more enjoyable. Thank you. God bless.

    Chris: God bless to you and you are another one who is truly an exceptional prayer intercessor!
    Glory to God for all the wonderful things He lavish on us, His children!

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