Who Is He?



“Ahhh…I can’t sleep Ma’am…” complained a 27 weeks pregnant inmate. 

With her slightly disheveled hair, up in a pony tail, her protruding belly not really as noticeable as I would have expected, she was pointing to her left abdomen and her lower back as her source of discomfort. Prior to her arrival, I had spoken with a medication nurse to check if she has been taking her prescribed medications.

“Her? She doesn’t want to take anything, not even her prenatal vitamins and her HIV medications!”exclaimed that nurse even as I was barely finished mentioning her whole name.

She has a history of positive HIV and Hepatitis C. From what I heard, she was usually hard to deal with as she had been non-compliant with all of her treatment regimen.

A whiff of unpleasant morning breath made me take a couple of steps back without offending her as I allowed her to complain. And complain. And complain some more.

“Did you have a baby?” she abruptly asked me as I kept my stance a few feet away, as the female Deputy smiled at me.

“What does your complaint has to do with me?”

“Because you wouldn’t understand what I’m feeling…”

“I don’t have to answer your question, right? Because this sick call is not about me but about you!”

“But for your information, yes, I did have a baby and the things I have mentioned earlier that it would be normal to have achiness more and more on those areas because your baby keeps on growing, I know, because I also went to school for that!”

“Ohhh…” she softly uttered.

“If I call the on-call Doctor, will you take the medications? I heard you don’t want anything.”

“I’m no playing game!!! I’m not taking any meds!”

“Well, Ma’am…That’s what I mean. How can I be of help if you don’t trust and believe the treatment that anyone wants you to try?”

“How about I’ll still have you see the doctor this morning?”

“But I can’t sleep!”

“Sorry…You need to see the doctor for that because nurses can’t give you any not unless it is ordered by them.”

Would you open your heart's door to Jesus? (Photo Credit)
She got up, with her wrists still cuffed to her back. The deputy thanked me for not ignoring her complaints despite everyone knowing how she had been uncooperative. I didn’t know. I haven’t been working my usual schedule. But I didn’t need to know. Her actions said it all!

Jesus longs to heal all of us. He is knocking on each heart’s door. How can He have a chance to show His love if one’s heart doesn’t believe and trust Him in the first place? One may not open his heart to Jesus’ invitation for salvation. But what a loss! Because all of us will die and heaven’s gate would not be opened to those who doesn’t believe! Jesus sacrificed Himself and by His blood, only by His blood that would cover those who believe in Him, could unlock that gate. Nothing or no one else can...

Who is He? Who is Jesus?



Who is this King of glory? The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle. – Psalm 24:8 (NIV)






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