If you guessed Popeye, you are absolutely correct. Yesterday, Dave resembled one of the most memorable cartoon characters of my childhood. But, not for the reasons that you think. You see, Popeye was normally a slightly-built man. Basically, he was a weakling. He was picked on all of the time. In dire moments, when Popeye needed a burst of energy to fight his bullies, he would open a can of spinach and immediately turn into this fearless muscle man. I actually admired Popeye for eating all of that spinach without plugging his nose.

Dave has had five pretty rough days since his transplant. The transplant has proven to be more difficult than the first one, leaving him weak and exhausted. The continuous headache he has had for five days resembles a migraine that is nearly impossible to control. Worse than that, the mucositis in his mouth, throat and ears is extremely painful and will not heal until his counts recover. Unfortunately, mucositis has now traveled down his esophagus. So ripping open and eating a can of spinach is out of the question. Instead, he is struggling to swallow jello, ice cream, smooth soups and protein shakes.

Because of this, I was positive that Dave would not be the leader on the board where we record laps/miles. I was so sure, that at 11 a.m. I declared Jody, his biggest competition at this point, the winner. After struggling to eat lunch, he thought he should at least try and walk. Hence, Dave turned into Popeye to do whatever it takes. In complete amazement, I asked him how on earth can you be so determined, even on one of your worst days. He replied, “I am what I am.” Popeye was known for saying that phrase each and every episode.

Jesus was a lot like Popeye, but he didn’t flex his muscles to accomplish challenges. He used His words and actions instead. And when God identified Himself as “I am who I am,” He was reminding us that no matter when or where, He is there. We know that He is here with us guiding Dave to healing. He is the Great Healer and His promise is good.

By the way – Olive Oyl and I do have some things in common. She was Popeye’s sweetheart and they faced endless adventures and challenges together. For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about… Google it!