Boy do I feel suddenly 'dependent'.
Needing people to carry my plate of food while I hobble to my chair.
(I'm praying my dogs can hold their bladder all day since I usually get my exercise taking them in and out allllll dayyyy longggg.)
I sit here thinking of my sweet sister Robbie who has no choice but to have people do for her. Do everything...almost.
Bring her food.
A life with little room for pride.
Pride of doing for 'yourself'.
Making 'your' own way.
Calling 'your' own shots.
Making a big name for 'yourself'.
Little room for pride of accomplishment.
Struttin' your stuff.
Being in the spotlight.
Her accomplishments look a little different.
Way less glamorous.
A lot more raw.
It could just be getting through a whole day without having to be rushed to the Hospital for yet another few month stay.
It could be breathing without a breathing machine for a period of minutes.
It could simply involve...
(wait for it)........................................
These days my brother doesn't even leave the house...at all!
He no longer runs his business out of his office.
He does everything from home, to be by her side.
The risk is too great.
His dedication to her overrides his desire to have to seek a lot of the things 'typical' people pursue.
I admire him.
His identity isn't wrapped up in 'performance'.
Their life is about 'survival'.
And the joy I see in them outshines many 'able bodied people' who have every ability stacked in their favor.
1 Samuel 16:7
"The LORD does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart."
Our identity should be in Christ,
not in what we accomplish --
because in a split second every thing could change,
and the magnitude of our accomplishments might never hit the History books.
Ultimately, the accomplishment I see in Jeff and Robbie is that they are displaying God's peace in circumstances that could dictate fear and panic, worry and stress.
Lord, you trusted them to be trophies of Your grace. Help us to be equally dependent on You when we are tempted to take things into our own 'capable' hands.