I have been thinking about things that are going on, not
only around the world, but also in my own neighborhood. It brought to mind a story that a pastor once
told. I can’t remember which pastor, and I am not sure if he plagiarized a
plagiarism, but I thought that I would just to entertain you all and make a
point. Here goes.
A man woke up one day to hear the sound of a sheriff’s bull
horn as they drove by and announced that everyone needed to get up and evacuate
because a flood was coming. Drowsily, he
went to the window and saw his neighbors fleeing to their vehicles. He said to himself, “I can wait until all the
cars leave, that way I won’t get caught in traffic.” So he made a cup of coffee
and sat for a little while, then went out to start his car. Unfortunately, he had left the lights on, and
the battery was dead. He stuck his head
outside and looked at the horrific clouds looming on the horizon, and said to
himself, “I don’t need to hurry or worry.
I will wait for the Lord to rescue me.” And with that he went back
inside to enjoy his cup of java.
A little later, he noticed the sheriff driving down the
street with the bull horn, calling out to anyone who had been left behind. They saw him and urged him to get in their
vehicle. He told them “No, the Lord is
going to rescue me.” And went back in
for a second cup.
Not many minutes later, he heard the sound of rushing water,
and when he looked outside he saw a wall of water rushing down the street. He
knew he needed to take to high ground, so he went outside, climbed up a ladder
and got on the roof. Not two minutes
later the rushing water came down, taking with it trees and automobiles and
pieces of houses. He was a little
afraid, but he said to himself, “No, I will wait upon the Lord. He will rescue
me. “
Just a few minutes later he heard the sound of an engine,
and down the middle of where the street once was, came a boat with two men
inside. They called to him “Get in! We
will take you to safety!” But being
convinced in his own mind that the Lord was going to complete a miraculous
rescue, he called back to them, “No, I am waiting on the Lord,” With that the men in the boat went their way
looking for people who were willing to be rescued.
It seemed forever that he had waited. The water was up over the roof of the house
now, and he could barely keep his footing. But he felt sure that the Lord would
rescue him, so he prayed. About that
time he heard another sound, a helicopter overhead looking for survivors of the
flood. They spotted him and zoomed down
and lowered a rope to him, telling him to tie himself to it and they would pull
him up. “No,” he said, “I am waiting for
the Lord to rescue me.” They pleaded
with him to no avail, and then flew off to search for others who were willing
to be rescued.
Suddenly a huge wall of water came crashing in, and the man
was swept away. The water was so
powerful that it ripped and tore at his limbs and he could not stay
afloat. As he sunk into the depths of
the flood, he told himself, “The Lord will surely rescue me now.” And with that he lost consciousness.
He awoke to a bright heavenly light and all around him were
angels and the sound of music more beautiful than any he had ever heard. He got up, and found that his body was intact
and he was wearing a beautiful white robe.
He began to wander, looking around and convinced himself that this must
be heaven!
About that time, the Lord appeared to him and he fell to his
knees. He looked up at the face of the
Lord in awe and then a question came to his mind. “Lord, when I was in the house, in the flood
and underwater, why didn’t you save me?”
And the Lord answered.
“I sent a sheriffs car, a boat and a helicopter. What else did you expect?”
And the moral of the story is: When the call to evacuate comes, don't sit and think about it and remember, God works not only in unexpected ways but
also in ordinary ways. When He provides
you an opportunity, even though you don’t think it good enough, take it. There might not come another.
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