Real Men
I’d like to tell you about real men.
This month was “Man-istryâ€�. A time when all the guys from all of the teams on J-Squad come together as one unit. For 21 days we drink beer, spit, and talk about sports. Well, not exactly… we pray, worship, and push each other toward being better men. Men that will make spiritual leaders in their future careers, and families. Men that will become great husbands and loving fathers. Men that are human and can admit their mistakes, short comings, and weaknesses all while keeping their head held high.
Real Men that…
Hug. This month was hard for me. I previously wrote a blog about my brother titled “Forever Boundâ€�. Well this month was his hearing. It really took a toll on me emotionally and spiritually. At times I just wanted to break, and quit on the guys and the ministry… The day before my brothers hearing I’ll never forget feeling heavy and depressed when Callan Edquist waited for me as I walked up the stairs and just gave me a hug and insured me that he was praying for me and my family. Real men encourage and lift up brothers when they are down.
Pray. Our guys are tough. Especially when it comes to our loved ones… our girls. It’s hard knowing our girls are out sharing the love and freedom of Christ at all hours of the night. It’s hard not being able to be beside them and watch out for them. So we pray, and we trust. Real men know of a Bigger Man that they can put their trust in.
Play with Dolls. I never thought to myself “man I’d love to have a daughterâ€� until now. I can’t even put into words the feelings and the emotion that comes over our guys when we walk into that orphanage. Between the 14 of us we have learned every patty cake game there is and enjoyed it. All for the smiles and the endless laughter it puts on the little girls faces… Real Men show His love no matter what it takes.
Bust their butt doing construction. Over the past month we’ve busted out concrete, poured new concrete, dug trenches, laid out plumbing, built concrete block walls, sealed tile, landscaped, moved trees, all in the name of Jesus. We flex in the mirror, walk around with our shirts off, hit each other on the butt, talk sports, take showers with a hose even though there’s a nice shower inside, “break wind�, play cards, because we have “high testosterone and are grown men� as Austin would say.
When it’s all said and done, we’re real men cause we love each other, and we love God. We got nothing to prove…
