My parents are really low key people, so lowkey that they decided to build a house on the outskirts of the town. I was all for it, because I too, am a lowkey person who high key doesn’t know how to engage with humans. Anyway, the idea of living far from everyone else, close to trees, bushes and a hill convenient for spontaneous hiking adventures suited me just fine. That was until I came of age and became my parents errand girl and had to travel long distances to town just to do the most basic of things. Among other things, our part of town is underdeveloped, no proper roads and all that, which makes those errands even less appealing in the rainy season – which in this part of the world is now.
So, because I am the type of human who needs a background story before getting to the heart of the matter, I’ll tell you what happened to me this morning. I woke up, cleaned the house, showered then gathered my buckets of muffins to make deliveries in town. It rained last night, so before I got into the car, I did the only thing an unlicensed driver does before driving out – I prayed. I asked God to keep any Police from my path and I also asked Him to help me navigate the very muddy road I had to travel before reaching civilization so that I woudn’t get stuck. So I backed out of the house with confidence because once you’ve placed it in God’s hands it’s covered, right. Well not today.
I took a turn and then another one. The road ahead was pretty sketchy but I did’nt have many options so I tried to go around through the grass to avoid the muddy bits. But the road was so slippery that I slipped right into the muddy bits and it seemed that my attempts to get out just got me stuck even deeper. So, I did the one thing any reasonable child in trouble does, I called home. My dad said he was on his way and so I waited. He took longer than I expected and while I waited I sang Lauren Daigle’s song Rescue:
I will send out an army to find you in the middle of the darkest night. It’s true, I will rescue you.
I sang the song bitterly to God. My heart pounding to the disappointment of wasted confidence after an ignored prayer. “Where are the angels, Lord? Why didn’t they show up to keep me out of this predicament?” I demanded to noone in particular, but He got the message. Eventually my Dad did show up and because shady out-of-town roads dont really allow for two cars on one path, he first God into my car to get it out of the way so that he could go infront and pull me out from there. Then after driving his car to go ahead of mine, he connected this really strong rope like thingy – one end to the back of his truck and the other to the front of my car, then he gave me one instruction, “Just put the car in drive and follow me.” He pulled me out of the muddy bits, I swerved a little bit out of the road because slippery ground just wont let you go so easy, but each time the rope pulled me back to him and finally I was out.
One problem was solved, then another arose because after this happened I could not see the road with all the tears in my eyes as revelation kicked in and all this started to make sense. First of all, I think God knew I needed to be saved by my earthly father more today than I needed to be saved by Him. Even so, He did send an army to find me and overwhelm my heart. Because I saw God’s love and grace in my muddy bits:
I saw that it matters little how we got stuck or where, if we call on Him, our Father will come running. He showed me that even when He shows up, He can’t really get any work done unless I allow Him to move my will out of the way that His may take the lead. And when He goes ahead He hold me with a rope that looks a lot like the Holy Spirit to pull me towards the ultimate destination. I realised that even as He pulls, the mud around me (trials and temptation) may still fight to keep me stuck in my past but the Holy Spirit jerks me back to the straight and narrow and continues to lead me until I’m all the way out of my muddy bits. Because after all even Jesus did instruct us to just ” Carry our cross and follow Him.”
I was moved in my heart that my daddy left his warm bed so early in the morning to come rescue me. And I hope I never stop being amazed at the fact my Daddy in heaven would leave His glorious throne to come down and rescue me from sin, death and the grave anytime I call out to Him. No greater love than that, I say.
Jeremiah 31:3 – The Lord has appeared of old to me, saying: “Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love; Therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn you.”