I don’t always pick up on things right away, so sometimes God has to do something drastic to get my attention.
That happened almost a month ago now for me and I’ve been trying to process it ever since.
Let me explain…
I went on a backpacking trip to Lander, Wyoming with my twin boys and a group of people. I was super excited about the adventure because I knew God was calling me to do it. I prepared as much as I could but at the end of the day, I just had to take a step of faith and walk it out.
Just a few days into the trip, I unexpectedly fell and sprung my ankle. At the time, I didn’t know that it was just a sprang, so to be safe, we had to send for help because I wasn’t going to be able to walk out of the mountain we had hiked ourselves into. Calling for help included us using a GPS tracker to send out a signal of our whereabouts so the rescuers could locate the one needing to be rescued (me).
A few hours later, the helicopter spotted us and then found a place to land. They then sent out a paramedic and 2 search and rescue guys to come rescue (me).
Oh it gets better.
Once they reached us, we still had to figure out a way to get me to where the chopper had landed, an hour hike up the mountain. Within minutes, my two leaders began taking turns carrying me on their backs to get (me) to the chopper.
Talk about humiliating.
It was almost comical though. Everything about this was hard for me. I felt like I was letting my team down and I hated that my leaders were struggling and sweating for (me).
You see, I like being the strong one. I like to be the one to help other people with their pain. I don’t always want to look at my own stuff, because sometimes it’s too painful.
Since I’ve been home, I have heard the song (Reckless Love) over and over. The lyrics have helped drive in the point that I know God has been trying to get across to me for quite some time now.
I was created to be rescued.
We all were.
Sometimes we can feel so all alone while we wait for the rescuing team to make their way to us and the waiting can be torturous. Many lose their faith and try to make it out on their own believing that God gave up the search.
The way I see it now is that He takes His time putting together the right team for the job. Yes, He’s ultimately the one responsible for the rescue, but He always brings a dream team with Him when He comes.
If you are lost and can’t find your way… Don’t lose hope. Papa’s coming. He always comes and it’s always EPIC when He does.