“For the Son of Man has come to seek and to save the lost.”
Luke 19:10 (HCSB)
A major magnitude Earthquake attacks our office building. I’m suddenly trapped under tons of rubble and debris. Coughing, panicking—I try to ignore the piercing pain in my legs. It hurts so much. OUCH! My thoughts race.
Does anyone know where I am? Does anyone care? If I scream will anyone hear me? What about my family? What about my pet? What will happen… if I die? I need to get out of here.
I feel so... lost.
I fight the feeling of fainting—I don’t want pass out from the shock of it all. After awhile, I have a rush of the spirit of hope because I barely hear muffled sounds of barking dogs, shouting Search and Rescue workers and first responder's sirens. I don't know where the courage comes from, but I begin to pray.
"Lord, I need your help. I’m lost, crushed under this building. I can’t help myself. Please help me… please."
“Father, thank You for calling me to help search and rescue the lost, buried under the awful crush of sin. As those precious souls cry out all around me, help me to be sensitive to Your Spirit and respond, because eternity is just a breath away. In Your Name Jesus. Amen.”