We got home from Texas late Thursday night after two days of driving. What a blessing it was to walk in our house after being gone a month and a half. Thanks to our wonderful neighbors, we even had groceries for breakfast in the morning.
We spent Friday settling in. I also spent some time preparing for the battalion change of command ceremony on Saturday. Thankfully, I found an alterations shop in Berea to sew my new lieutenant colonel rank on my uniform. I cut my hair and laid out my clothes. I felt like a Soldier again.
Saturday was a beautiful autumn day. I admit that I had been looking forward to this day ever since I learned that we could come back to Kentucky for a couple weeks. I was not looking forward to relinquishing my command, mind you, but I was excited to see my friends and fellow Soldiers who’ve been my second family for the last fifteen years. Still yet, I expected the day to be very bittersweet. As it turned out, it was a day that I didn’t want to end.
Although the change of command ceremony was the main event of the day, Saturday was more of a family reunion than a military formality. I saw some friends that I hadn’t seen for six months. I reconnected with men whom I have deployed with two and three times.
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| Picture courtesy of 2nd Lt. Adam Disney |
The ceremony went very well, as expected from the leaders of 1st Battalion, 149th Infantry. I was emotional before and after my speech, but thankfully held it together while I addressed the troops for the last time. Per tradition, I was presented a gift in recognition of my service, which I very much appreciate and will proudly display in my new office when I get back to work.
The best part, I’ll be honest, wasn’t the gift or the ceremony or even seeing old friends. What I’ll never forget is Soldiers telling me how I have positively impacted their lives. It’s hard to know how effective you are as a leader when you’re in the midst of everyday challenges, so to hear this from so many young men is a validation of my time spent in the battalion.
I finally left late in the afternoon, putting an end to my last day as a member of the battalion. As I drove home, I was thanking God for the day when He revealed this to me: He has impacted far more lives through this sickness, even though it cut short my time as commander, than if I had stayed in command for the full tenure. In my weakness, He is strong. My trial has brought him glory and has been a platform that He has used to touch people’s hearts far more than I would have ever done if I had stayed healthy—far more than I could ever have done in my own strength.
I’ve been a reluctant instrument much of the time and I’m still not at the point where I can honestly say that I’m glad this happened. I’d much rather be anonymous without cancer. But the amazing thing is that He is allowing us to see the good He is doing now, giving us hope and encouragement in the midst of the storm. We can persevere knowing there is purpose in the suffering, all for His Glory and the advancement of His Kingdom. This doesn’t make it easier, but it does make it possible.
You have always inspired me to do my best, own my work and teach others so they will succeed. I have learned what the meaning is of ” It is what it is” really means. You have been a true leader when I needed it. A friend when I was struggling. You have inspired me to find my faith and peace to be a better father, husband and soldier. I am confident you will conquer this battle and you faith will be stronger than ever. Thanks for all you done! – Jason
Thanks very much, Jason. That’s encouraging to me. It’s been a privilege to serve with you. Looking forward to the next time.
“In my weakness, He is strong” For what it’s worth, I feel, as I’m sure many others who read your blog can attest to: In your weakness you are strong. Even the word “strength” seems to fall short when describing LTC Jeffrey Cole and the way you’re battling on. You are an inspiration and a source of motivation for so many. You are the definition of Courageous! Thank you Sir! Rob C.
Thanks, Rob. Courage isn’t about a lack of fear. It’s about driving on in spite of fear. I am still afraid at times, but I know that God will bring me through this.