I saw the dried, red specks of blood on the shiny floor near
the Infirmary’s third entrance door. It was the result from a diabetic, young
male, who had been incarcerated for a while and knew his game very well.
Refusing his blood sugar checks and insulin ordered by our jail doctor, he
would wait until his sugar became so dangerously high to attempt to make a
complaint and made it his ticket to go out to the county hospital.
The nurse who saw him was tired. Of all his manipulations.
Everyone knew…it was all a game. I never met him. I just knew his name very
well when I would call the hospital for updates at times he was admitted for a few days for
his treatment and stabilize his sugar. Until…
A muscular, young deputy was walking behind the Clinic. I
saw him…Yeah...Mr "M"...Through the window reflecting the activity inside the Clinic. He had a
short, curly hair. A very observant pair of eyes scanning the corners of our
place. And a smile…Actually, perhaps, a smirk. Walking in a slow pace as his
hands were cuffed, he was already sure he would be sent out to the hospital
because he said he wasn’t feeling well.
The nurse started taking his blood sugar which was high as
it was not a surprise to us. Despite his vital signs being normal, that had
always been the main problem and his weapon to go out as he wished to. The
nurse was determined though…not to send him out because there were measures she
could take before it would be necessary to send him to ER.
I wanted to be involved. I wanted to question him regarding
his intention. I wanted to let him know that what he felt as victory on his
side actually was harmful and a loss…To no one but himself…But I remained silent
as I heard him talked back, not only to the nurse but also to the deputy who
had escorted him.
“You guys need to bring me to the hospital. I know I need IV
fluids and some other medications!” he yelled.
“Shut up, M!” intervened the deputy.
“That’s what you think,” the nurse replied.
“Have you forgotten you had signed all those refusal forms
because you were not compliant to the doctor’s orders every time? You know it
means that we are not responsible if anything happens to you because you are
willing to take that risk of being sick and maybe even die?”
“I am Jesus Christ! I am not going to die! I am to live
forever!” he echoed back, his last reply hitting me like an arrow as I walked
to where he was sitting and that was when I decided not to join the
conversation. There was truth to what he said.
That “Jesus Christ is alive forever!”
Except…He was not Jesus Christ!
And as he yelled and would not cooperate to be still, 2
other deputies wrestled with him to make him calm down. I wasn’t sure where he
was hit…But the drops of blood were splattered on the floor. It must be from
his finger that was just stuck from the needle when the nurse checked his blood
The doctor decided to see him when the nurse consulted him
over the phone. Despite his refusals and knowledge of the consequences of his
choice, that was our code of ethics… As medical professionals, we are committed
to devote ourselves to the welfare of lives on our hands.
But who are you, a
human being, to talk back to God? "Shall what is formed say to the one who
formed it, 'Why did you make me like this? – Romans 9:20 (NIV)
certain for those who argue with their Creator. Does a clay pot ever argue with
its maker? Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying, ‘Stop, you
are doing it wrong!’ Does the pot exlaim, ‘How clumsy can you be!’ – Isaiah 45:9
The created object has no right to demand anything from
its Creator. Man’s existence depends on Him. And that is the only way…to keep
his pride in check. Pride which results in his downfall. Pride with any personal
achievement brings one to nowhere. Instead, one needs to be still and be silent
before Him…Jesus…And plead for His mercy and grace.
God is our Supreme
Ruler whether we are going through trials or not. We can thank Him on good
times and still do so during bad times instead of resenting them. For trials
can be opportunities to learn what impurities need to be removed so our lives
can become better servants of God…
Our doctor was not there during nights so no one is there to
answer this manipulative inmate’s demands. I stopped probing what was in his heart because at that time, I just wished he would submit and be compliant to what was best for his health...
But God is here, all the time. With
His Word, He has an answer to those demanding answers from Him:
“Do you question what
I do? Do you give me orders about the work of my hands? I am the one who made
the earth and created people to live on it. With my hands, I stretched out the
heavens. All the millions of stars are at my command.” – Isaiah 45:10
Lord, forgive me and help me surrender my life to You daily...
Out in the prison’s yard, some huge Sheriff’s buses were illuminated by the soft glow coming from the lights all over from the tall lamp posts. Their engines were turned on, warming up, before the buses would take the inmates to the different courts where they would have their trials.
Orange-uniformed men were lined up in pairs, joined together with handcuffs and chained, forming a long line. They already had their breakfast and had their morning medications prior to going to courts. Some were fidgeting, as they waited to board those buses.
All of a sudden, all hell broke loose! Two men were engaged in a fight, using weapons they made secretly for a while. Deputies called for help on the radio, both for custody back-up and medical staff, as well.
When the air was cleared and the other inmates were secured, one man was down on the floor. He sustained multiple gashes but two of them were deep. One cut was vertically etched from his left ear going down to the jaw line. The other dangerous cut was horizontal on his left neck, close to the jugular vein. Pool of blood dripped all over the floor. Holding his bleeding neck, he was pointing at the other inmate few feet away, being guarded by the other deputies.
The other man being accused was not hurt. There were no lacerations nor any other signs of trauma. He was obviously very agitated as he was being questioned by those deputies, while the medical staff started treating the other man on the floor. They cleaned the wounds and controlled the bleeding. That man was sent to the nearby hospital.
When the investigation was finalized, it turned out to be that the “downed man who was accusing the other inmate” was the attacker and the other one who didn’t have injury was the one attacked. The deputies found out that it was the second attempt to attack the unhurt man. Both attacks on him failed. He was well-prepared after the first attempt on him, that when the second attempt was done, he was able to defend himself and ended up injuring his attacker severely.
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We also have an “accuser of the brethren.” Satan and his army of demons are the enemies of God and of everything good.
“Because God’s children are human beings – made of flesh and blood – Jesus also became flesh and blood by being born in human form. For only as a human being could he die, and only by dying could he break the power of the Devil, who had the power of death.” –Hebrews 2:14
Because of what Jesus had done [dying on the cross], we, who live in constant fear of death shouldn’t be afraid anymore. Jesus had freed us from that fear so we can live for Him. When we belong to God, we know that death is only the portal that leads into “eternal life”. [“Thank You Lord!].
Paul warned us, too that we also battle against the evil forces of Satan, who is a vicious fighter. But to be able to withstand their attacks, we must depend on God’s strength and use every piece of His armor. We face an army whose goal is to defeat Christ’s church. When we believe in Christ, they become our enemies. They will try any device to turn us away from the Lord.
Fear not! For God has provided His supernatural power to defeat Satan and his army, through His Holy Spirit within us. So, arm yourselves with God’s armor.
Let us be strong in the Lord's mighty power. Let's put on His whole armor to resist the enemy's attacks: put on the sturdy belt of truth and the body armor of God's righteousness. For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News, so that we are well-prepared. We will need faith in every battle as our shield to stop the fiery arrows aimed by Satan and his army. Let us put on salvation as our helmet, not forgetting the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. Let's pray at all times, on every occasion in the power of the Holy Spirit. We must stay alert and be persistent in our prayers for all Christians everywhere. [Ephesians 6:10-18].