I’m currently reading The Question that Never Goes Away by Philip Yancey, it is about suffering and ‘where is God when bad things happen’. It is a very recent book and Yancey writes a great deal about the tragedy in Newtown Connecticut in December 2012. In the book he talks about God being a rescuer. And I quote, “As novelist Marilynne Robinson puts it, “The great recurring theme of biblical narrative is always rescue, whether of Noah and his family, the people of Israel, or Christ’s redeemed. The idea that there is a remnant too precious to be lost, in whom humanity will in some sense survive, has always been a generous hope, and a pious hope.””
God rescued me in 1984. In a drug-induced vision I saw things that no mother wants to see. I bargained with God that night and I made a vow (a vow I have never broken) and the next day, The Rescuer proved Himself strong and faithful to me, insignificant me.
In 2007 the Lord used me to rescue my daughter (the story is way too long to write here, but can be found here on my blog, titled, “The Origin of My Hope.” I was the human instrument in the rescue, but soon after, The Rescuer came and changed her life forever.
Currently I am in rescue mode again – a son this time around. I wait for The Rescuer with hopefulness and a sure faith that He will come.
My daughter and her husband have rescued our granddaughter, and offered her a second chance and a change of environment and a new high school for a new beginning after a year of freefalling.
There are opportunities to rescue all around us. One of the things I love about Facebook is reading about all those involved in rescuing. I have a kindred spirit in Kentucky who is involved in ministry with the homeless of her city – they started rescuing with the gift of a blanket and a warm meal. Many of these people have met The Rescuer through Kris and her husband.
We are the rescued.
We are the rescuers.
We serve The Rescuer.
I’d love to hear your story of rescue!
xo
If not here on earth, we will sip tea together on our porches in heaven.
“I was Rescued” from a long life of “Deception”. I grew up in church, lived in the Bible Belt, went through many stages of trying to get it right. (I tried, I failed, so, I rebelled.) Ended up divorced. I had been remarried for about 8 years, had served in 4 different churches, and had two sons. I did everything from lead Singing to Sunday School Teaching. One week prior to my First Mission Trip to Nicaragua. God did something, that I could not have imagined. I had an Encounter with God! And during that Encounter, “He Saved Me”! After all those years. Of going through the motions, doing all I knew to do to serve God, I find out that wasn’t what He wanted at all. “Deception” is a dangerous thing. It can look and feel so right. You can be in danger and not even know that you need to be “Rescued”! I know. I was. And He did for me what no other could do. He will Forever and Always Be, the ONE who
RESCUED Me!!!
Always a good read Susan….we are coming down 81 from a few days above the Mason Dixon….so when I saw your blog I had to read it….read it to Steve too. Good stuff….
I am in the process of being rescued by the Rescuer and lots of others in Celebrate Recovery at my church Christ Fellowship here in Royal Palm Beach, FL. What would I have done without the Rescuer? There is not a doubt in my mind — I would not be here. With no hope, and no HOPE, I would have given up..
BUT I have the HOPE, and lots of hope, and my Jeremiah 29:11 still exists and my HOPE still has a plan and purpose for my life and I am excited. Perhaps I will change my name: I am a hopeful, HOPE lover, HOPEFL!
Thank you Sister! Miss you.
Thank you for rescuing me in 2007 and never giving up on Hope!! I am forever grateful to Jesus for always being my Rescuer!! My heart aches for those whose hands are bound and are unwilling to let go and let Love in.