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Today I looked at my husband–and saw a man I so deeply respect and admire.

You see, the last week has been tough for him.  He has lost people he loves dearly.  Not family or close friends.  They are precious souls who have crept into his heart over a period of weeks, sometimes months. 

They are dear people he has committed his life to serving.  Some old, some not too old.  Some Christians, others not. They come from all different walks of life.  They have one thing in common–each share their own story.  All loved by the Father just the same.

His job is tough.  One very few can do, actually.  He loves deeply and pours out himself for them–knowing that it may be for a week, a month, or even perhaps just one day.  Each soul is searching, they know that time is short.  Most hang onto every word Anthony reads to them out of God’s Word.  They drink it in.  Many finally realize that Jesus is the only way.  Sadly, many don’t.

He takes his job seriously.  The words “Hospice Chaplain” to him don’t just mean caring for those with less than six months to live.   They mean pray, read God’s word and ensure that each and every one of them has a final opportunity to accept Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior…even until their last breath.

With his job comes a certain amount of attachment.  He cannot help but fall in love with some.  As each one of them pass on, the loss is hard…so painful.  He grieves right along with their families.  Doing their funerals is tough, like burying a sweet friend.

So has been the past week.  Beloved patients have passed on, and the grieving is hard.  Yes, life goes on, there are many other patients who need him.  So he presses onward–ready to empty himself once again to each and every person who needs him.

Not many people are called to minister to dying people all day long.  It is an emotionally draining job.  But God called him into this job, and he loves it.  Certainly not for the money.  Nor for the sake of just having a job.  But simply out of obedience.  Because he loves deeply.

How blessed I am to be married to this man.  I am so glad God chose me to be his wife!

I love you dearly,  Honey.   I am so proud of what you do for the sake of the Kingdom.

My man–the one I cherish, admire and respect.  And the one who still gets my heart rate going!