Have you heard that 'tale'? The one about someone in the middle of the sea when their boat sinks? They are in the water and obviously panicked and a boat comes along - "Get in" the people call out.
"No no" the person in the water says. "God is coming to save me"
So that boat leaves.
A little while later and another boat comes along. They try to rescue the person stranded in the sea. They get sent away with the same reason "God is coming to get me"
Lastly, a helicopter arrives and the rescuers drop down a ladder.
The person in the water waves them away "No - I don't need it - God is coming to rescue me" the person in the water insists.
That person dies. They drown.
In Heaven, they are angry at God - "Why didn't you come and get me?"
God says "I sent you two boats and a helicopter, what more do you want?"
And that's what He did with me.
I put my life on the line. I prayed earnestly; "God, please. You have to help me. I'm in over my head here and I can't go on. I'm giving you FOUR DAYS to do something. ANYTHING. Please...just help me. In whatever way you can".
And I honestly thought Jesus would come down on a giant cloud. I thought He would appear to me in a dream or something. I thought God would send thunder and lightning and that His voice would boom from Heaven:
"I love you. I will help you"
I thought God Himself would come and get me. Come and save me.
Instead, He sent friends.
Friends from everywhere. Friends that have asked to take me to lunch, dinner, breakfast - morning tea, afternoon tea or "just for a walk". Friends that turn up without ceasing at mine and Alun's home to hug me, sit with me, and hold my hand while I cry. Friends that message me on Facebook (thank you, Becci - I love you so much) and friends that call from afar to make sure I'm doing okay.
I haven't been alone since I prayed to God because my phone is always beeping. Always ringing. Texts are flooding in and suddenly my diary for at least the next few weeks...is full.
So my four day deadline has now changed.
It has been put on hold for the moment.
I had pancakes today for breakfast with Cat. I'm set to have lunch with Jackers and Kane tomorrow, dinner with another friend, a walk in the park with Aurelie, lunch with Peta on Wednesday and a day at the beach with Pete on Thursday - and the list goes on.
I see that boat, Lord God. I see it and I'm getting in.
Thank you.
"No no" the person in the water says. "God is coming to save me"
So that boat leaves.
A little while later and another boat comes along. They try to rescue the person stranded in the sea. They get sent away with the same reason "God is coming to get me"
Lastly, a helicopter arrives and the rescuers drop down a ladder.
The person in the water waves them away "No - I don't need it - God is coming to rescue me" the person in the water insists.
That person dies. They drown.
In Heaven, they are angry at God - "Why didn't you come and get me?"
God says "I sent you two boats and a helicopter, what more do you want?"
And that's what He did with me.
I put my life on the line. I prayed earnestly; "God, please. You have to help me. I'm in over my head here and I can't go on. I'm giving you FOUR DAYS to do something. ANYTHING. Please...just help me. In whatever way you can".
And I honestly thought Jesus would come down on a giant cloud. I thought He would appear to me in a dream or something. I thought God would send thunder and lightning and that His voice would boom from Heaven:
"I love you. I will help you"
I thought God Himself would come and get me. Come and save me.
Instead, He sent friends.
Friends from everywhere. Friends that have asked to take me to lunch, dinner, breakfast - morning tea, afternoon tea or "just for a walk". Friends that turn up without ceasing at mine and Alun's home to hug me, sit with me, and hold my hand while I cry. Friends that message me on Facebook (thank you, Becci - I love you so much) and friends that call from afar to make sure I'm doing okay.
I haven't been alone since I prayed to God because my phone is always beeping. Always ringing. Texts are flooding in and suddenly my diary for at least the next few weeks...is full.
So my four day deadline has now changed.
It has been put on hold for the moment.
I had pancakes today for breakfast with Cat. I'm set to have lunch with Jackers and Kane tomorrow, dinner with another friend, a walk in the park with Aurelie, lunch with Peta on Wednesday and a day at the beach with Pete on Thursday - and the list goes on.
I see that boat, Lord God. I see it and I'm getting in.
Thank you.
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