Just A Drive By The V Dub Dealership

Trevor is the

strong

silent type....

 cliche, I know.. but let me explain something that I believe that God is showing me about Trevor.

 Strength

 as defined by the dictionary,

 

the quality or state of being strong; bodily or muscular power; vigor. 

Which is funny because, if you know or have seen Trevor;  he is tall and slim, smaller boned, and can't gain weight for the life of him.  I think there may have been a time in his life when he hated his petite frame which is vastly different from his dad and brother's stalky thick frame.  They both bear big arms and thighs, a broad chest, naturally. 

Trevor likes to work out, lift weights... although our life rarely allows him the time. Trevor's arms are sculpted, his body lean and pretty darn chiseled because of his day to day activity. He may be taller and slimmer than the rest of the boys in his family, and though he bears the same broad chest, to have the same  upper body capacity, would require a disciplined lifestyle of weightlifting (even then, all hard work and effort may lead to minimal change).  I don't however feel that Trevor was born for the gym and a bench press.  

Trevor is a worker

A builder

He is strong because of living his life

Agile, athletic, limber

Trevor's strength is in his arms, in his hands

He can use a tool. A hammer, a saw, a shovel, a drill.  He will use it to provide for me, for our children and future.  Use it to fix something for you.  He can build and create strong and sturdy, and detailed things.  He can carry, and lift, and dig. His arms are strong because he builds and works them

day in and day out..... for the ones he loves.

His hands are also strong.  He can hold a beer, drop everything and head to the pub to meet you. Even hold a glass of wine (if he thinks I would enjoy that more).  He can watch a movie with you, set up the DVD player, put away all the dvd's that are laying on top of the empty case (oops!).  He can operate the 3 remotes when I have no idea how to even turn the power on.  Eat an ice cream with you. Go stand in line and get me chocolate.  Play in the water and skip rocks.  He can laugh with you.. or at you... or be laughed at... whatever you need.  He can grab a butt, cop a quick feel when no one is looking.

He can pick up the phone.  Send a funny picture.  Pray. Hug. Put his hand on your back, and just leave it there. Surprise you.  Buy me an outfit.  He can hear a song and think of you... probably text you and tell you about it.  He can write an awkward heartfelt note and leave it on the counter for me to wake up to, only because he knows it will make me smile.  He can untangle my knotted, headphones, computer cords, seat belts and jewelry.  He can clean a toilet, or shower if it would lift a weight off of me.  He'll write out directions when I can't read a map.

He'll dance with me, feeling stupid. Wipe away a tear.  Come and stand behind me and fearfully put his hand on my sob heaving shoulders, not having a clue what is happening.

He can punch you when he sees a VW bug, or deliberately drive by the V dub dealership and go to town on my leg!

More so, what God is showing me

Trevor's  strength is in his heart

Trevor has this capacity, like I have not seen before, to hold people in his heart.  To make space for people in his life.   

To be a husband

A son  

A brother  

A friend

Trevor has a strength to be honored. 

 Day in and day out, Trevor lives his life with others.

I have seen him put his favorite book back on the shelf (the one that he's been trying to finish for a year now), look at, and walk by his guitar in the corner (the one he was created to play), 

give up a night with his X Box, or a new pair of shoes, or a day off for someone who needs him.

You know, 

Trevor doesn't spend hours at the gym, read fitness mags, consume suppliments, spend endless energy at the bench presses, trying to build physical strength (not that there is anything wrong with that)  To me, though, it seems a little ego-centrical.  Even a kinda pointless.... who would benefit from all that, other than self??  

Trevor's all round strength is framed by the everyday, rain or shine, high or low, year after year giving and sharing his life with those who have been placed in it by divine design.

Some of the other definitions of strength from the dictionary:

moral power, firmness, or courage, power by reason of influence, authority, resources,numbers

 To look at, the world may not choose him as the strongest most qualified man, husband, father...... Wait a minute... Man, lets be real here.. maybe I should  replace the word world with Christina (ouch!)

Christina may not always choose him as the strongest most qualified, man, husband, and father.....

 The world, also didn't think a young shepherd boy could slay a giant.

God sees something the World (Christina) doesn't

Day after day, David was being trained, readied and strengthened as he tended the sheep and gave his life for them.  Tested in his faithfulness and diligence at the job he was given.  There in the fields, as he used his hands, and arms, and mind, he was being positioned for something unimaginable to him.  

Trevor and David.  Doing all they know to do, what they love to do, what they were wired to do.... all the while, strength, courage and confidence being infused into their hearts.

If there is anything I don't want to do anymore, it is to look at Trevor and see what would be evident in the natural, in my own eyes......  I want to see what God sees when He looks at Trevor.  I want to see the reason why God anointed him, chose him... (out of everyone else who would potentially be more qualified) to be the hero, to slay the giant, to be a trophy of God's glory.

Open my eyes Lord.  Help me to see with your eyes.  Help me to

always see the King that Trevor is.  

Help me to never belittle a shepherd boy.

You are building something great, father...... 

You have built something great

What an honor to be his wife, and cheer as Goliath falls and Your name is lifted high.  What an honor to witness the wonder and rise of a king