Everlasting, unconditional. . .
Words that didn’t mean much to me until today. Indeed God has loved us with everlasting, unconditional love.
This, to my understanding means that irrespective of what I do, where I am or who I am, God will still love me. I had a clearer understanding of this today.
An aircraft I was aboard had an aborted takeoff due to what I think is called a bird crash. When birds get caught up in the engine of the craft. For us this part of the world, it’s a pretty scary thing.
In the panic that ensued, the one thing I was so sure of was not to believe the flight attendant “please remain calm and stay in your seats while we figure out what’s wrong. I repeat, please remain calm”! Yeah right! Like that’s not what they say in every aircraft in distress, and not every aircraft in distress survives!!
In those few minutes we waited for the flight officials to tell us what had gone wrong, my mind did a lot of racing. So many thoughts flew in my head. Problem was, they didn’t fly out, they remained, increasing my fear by the second.
What if they think they’ve fixed whatever had gone wrong and we take off and in the air something else happens and we crash? In Nigeria, you can’t be too sure. Point is, I was scared, really scared of dying. In those few minutes I thought seriously about my life and was certain I didn’t want it to end this way. No, Lord.
My biggest fear was “would God save me?” I knew He could, after all He’s God and all that. But would He? A lot of us Christians struggle with that. I quickly thought back to all that I had done in the last few days . . . oh my, I had missed Saturday evangelism, didn’t go to church on Sunday for no particular reason, and had been doing something I knew was wrong. There, on the sick aircraft, I judged myself. I wasn’t worth it, if anything bad was going to happen, He wasn’t going to save me.
Everything I’d ever learnt about God disappeared from my memory, when I needed it most. Behind me sat a well known Pastor. I turned around and said something to him that sounded like `Sir, I know you’re a man of God and because you’re here, I’m sure we’ll get to our destination in one piece’. Even the man had to smile.
Well, we were asked to disembark as the aircraft was in no shape to fly again. Our flight was rescheduled and finally, some 5 hours later, I was airborne headed for Lagos.
In the course of the 1 hour flight, all settled and safely tucked in my seat, I had to ask my self again,”if I were the only one on this plane, would God still save me? I mean, can He stop a plane crash for my sake even when I don’t do what He expects of me? As I pondered this in my heart, I heard God quietly chide `haven’t I done enough for you child, to prove that I love you? `I remembered every time God had rescued me, protected me and delivered me. I remembered every time He’d believed in me and given me hope, times when even I had given up on my self. I remembered all the miracles. I cried. . . I had let God down when it mattered most. I had doubted his capability as a Father, a Father who knows how to protect His own.
Our covenant with God reads ` unconditional, everlasting love through the ages.
Your testimony was great. There is this joke I heard sometime ago. That there are two times when we desire God the most: 'before' the take off of an aircraft and 'during' landing. God loves you. And thanks for the comment on my article:'A New Nigeria. I will like us to be friend if you don't mind.