In paramedic school, I learned how to shock hearts, stick needles, and yesâeven drill into bones to save lives. (Itâs called an âIntraosseous Infusion,â and itâs as intense as it sounds.)đ
One day on the job, I was called to a horrific accident. My partner yelled for me to drill into a teenagerâs shinbone to save their life. My stomach dropped.
I froze.â I hadnât trained for it.
Thankfully, my partner stepped in and saved the day. But Iâll never forget that moment.
Training matters.đšâđ«
Hereâs the thing...most of us wonât ever need to drill into a bone, but all of us are called to something even harderâheroic love.đ
Real love isnât just warm feelings. It means sacrificing selfish desires for the good of another person. That takes training too.
For years, I didnât train well. Porn was my âsecret,â and it taught me to use instead of love. I didnât even realize how unprepared I was until marriage exposed my weakness. Every time love demanded sacrifice, I froze.
The truth is: Porn trains us to be users. Sacrifice trains us to be lovers.
Every day weâre in training...whether we realize it or not.
đ€ My fellow parents.... Your kids are also âin training.â The world will train them one way, or you can step in and train them for something better...heroic self-giving love.
ÆȘ(ËâŁË)Ê Here's my question for you...Whatâs one small way youâre training your kids this week to choose love over selfishness?