"The Rescuer is real... and the Rescue is coming."
This week I was considering quitting blogging. I periodically feel this way but this time was different. Several friends in the blog world have taken extended vacations away from social media for various reasons and they've survived. Their lives have continued. The world kept spinning without them blogging about it.
Anyway, I'd been hit pretty hard by somethings that I won't share here, and I just thought, "Maybe my time at this platform is finished." It might be coming closer to a close... I don't really know yet. I'm holding it open-handedly to God and letting Him make that call as I've said yes to other opportunities this year that have begun to fill my schedule up and leave less and less space for blogging about life at this site. What I do know is this; As long as He gives me something, and presses it firmly into my heart with that ever-familiar, "blog this right now... don't think, just let My words flow and hit publish," I'll do it.
So here I sit.
I'm actively waiting for a rescue. In fact, if you want to know the truth of it, am desperate for one in three specific areas of my life right now. Desperate is the best word I can find to describe it. In that desperation (and often, in the pit...) I forget that a rescue is indeed coming and I begin to mentally doubt that maybe it's not. Maybe my paltry troubles are too insignificant to gain the attention of an almighty God watching over a plane that nobody in the world seems to be able to locate. Or maybe my small issues that feel so all-encompassing in my little world, pale in comparison to the family who just lost a loved one in a helicopter crash in downtown Seattle.
If I really believe that though...that God is only capable of handling or caring about the huge issues out there, then my God is pretty small.
If He is who I believe He is, and is as mighty as I claim to know He is, then I am not beneath His notice, nor are the issues I deal with. I am in the palm of His hand and He sees my aching heart, my complaints are near to His ear, and my tears are on His fingertip. It takes me a few steps outside my front door to see His work and the vastness of all He has created, and I am reminded of this truth- The God who created everything is aware of me.
And He is aware of you too my friend.
The Rescuer is real. And the Rescue is coming.
Don't lose heart. Don't quit. Don't lose faith. Cling fast. He is real. If that message is for you somehow, in some capacity, let it sink in, because this is coming from Him, through my keyboard. I claim no ownership of His words. Repeat it over and over again... "The Rescuer is real and the Rescue is coming."
Believe it friend.