Rescue

Author:  Beverly Hahn
 
Rescue.  I consider this one of the most beautiful words in the English language. I know this isn’t a word most people would consider beautiful, but I do.  I was reading Romans 10:10 which says, “For with the heart a man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.”  Although I’ve done this many times before, I decided to look up that word salvation in the Greek:  rescue or safety were the first two words listed.  I like what the dictionary says rescue means: save someone from a dangerous or distressing situation; to recover by force.
 
I think of a person drowning, with no hope or strength for swimming to safety.  The lifeguard jumps in the water. He’s strong, rested, trained, and able to save the distressed swimmer.  All the swimmer can do is allow the lifeguard to save him.  He will die if he does not. It’s humbling to do this.  You’ve really lost all control over your very life, and the outcome is not in your hands anymore.
 
I suppose this word means so much to me because I compare myself to the sheep Jesus saved in Luke 15:3-7. If you’ve ever heard my testimony, you might think I would relate more to the prodigal son; but he made a decision to return home.  I just…sat. I wasn’t thinking about returning to the Father.  I was a full-grown sheep who made a choice to leave the fold.  I knew better, but I did it anyway.  So, there I sat, beaten, bruised, full of burs, and having fallen off a cliff with no hope of returning to my Shepherd. I didn’t even “bleat” for help.  It was useless anyway.  There would be no escape.  Then I heard my Shepherd’s voice calling for me. I was too far gone, there was too much shame to answer.  Then I felt His arms reach down and scoop me up. When I looked at His face, He was smiling and His eyes were full of love.
 
The only part I had in this great rescue was to lay on His shoulders as He carried me home rejoicing!  When He got back to the camp, He was shouting, “Rejoice with me, for I have found My sheep which was lost!”   I was rescued.So now you know why I feel the way I do.  Rescue.  What a beautiful word!

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