When I first met Don Nelson, I wasn’t saved – thought I was, but I wasn’t. I liked Don. He was kind and funny in a quirky way, and despite our being from two very different generations, we liked A LOT of the same movies (really good AND really bad sci-fi). It was pretty easy for me to like Don, but I didn’t experience kinship with him. Then I was saved and everything changed.
The most miraculous part of experiencing my new creation was seeing people with new eyes. I had the privilege of seeing Don with Christ’s eyes, and once I did, I loved him. The kinship was there – an effortless connection and understanding. Actual unity in Christ.
I saw Don wrestle with God. I saw him walk out his dealings in reality, without a bunch of talk. I saw Don – a big, strong, man’s man – weep without shame. I witnessed the physical transformation that occurred when a final stronghold in Don’s heart fell. I heard his voice change and saw his countenance shine, lit from within as only Jesus can. I watched a miracle take place in real time as our Father LOVED Don into the freedom of being His child.
Don said once, “I just want to be ready.” I know that his prayer was answered because I saw the fruit of his readiness. It was my honor and privilege to know Don, to love him and be loved by him.
