Job 29:18-19
“I thought, ‘I will die in my own house, my days as numerous as the grains of sand. My roots will reach to the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches.’ ”
How old do you have to be to think about your own death? With me it was a warm summer day when I was seven or eight. A church group was on a swimming trip to the Washougal River in Washington. I had been enjoying the cool water when I realized that the current was pulling me into deeper and deeper water.
There was a terrifying moment when I felt that I was going to drown. I asked the Lord to help me. It was then that I felt a tree root on the bottom of the stream. It was not just a root, but it had formed in such a way that my foot could slip under it and hold me from slipping.
I tried to call for help, but my head was barely out of the water. It seemed like an eternity before one of the adults came to my rescue. I was chastised for getting so far into the stream, but I didn’t mind. I was saved and I just knew that it was the Lord who had prepared that root just for me!
Sometimes in our everyday life we feel ourselves start to slip. Things overwhelm us and our firm footing begins to give way. Please take it from me ― one who has been there ― Jesus is our Root and He will save us when we call out to Him!
Blessings dear hearts. Draw near to God today, trust Him completely and be a blessing!
– – – Pastor Cecil
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