I Too Need Rescue

11-11-16
Friday
 
 
For a few minutes after he was sucked under the life raft, Ryan struggled against the breaking swells, trying to make it back to the orange shelter. But it was pointless. He was too far away, and already exhausted. He lay back horizontally in the water, letting his head rest against the inflatable pillow at the neck of his survival suit. His heart was pounding.
Ryan tried to concentrate on how his suit supported him in the water and how best to avoid being pummeled by the swells. He did his best to position himself with his back to the breaking waves. He looked up at the moon, skipping in and out of view in the black sky. In the distance, he could hear someone yelling: “I can’t swim, I can’t swim. I don’t know what to do!”
 
Ryan tried to talk himself into calming down.
Every time he rose up on a crest, he could see lights spread out behind him in the water. It seemed like he was farther downwind than anyone else.
 
Gazing back toward the ship, Ryan could see at least half a dozen tiny, solitary beacons flickering among the waves. There was just enough moonlight to make out the outline of the Alaska Ranger bulging from the ocean. The ship was dark, just a shadow, really. Ryan watched as her bow turned slowly up, finally pointing straight toward the sky. The wheelhouse was at the waterline when, eerily, the lights inside flickered on for a moment.
 
There’s still some power, Ryan thought. Maybe she’ll right herself. But then, in a matter of seconds, the ship plunged straight down, swallowed whole by the dark sea….
 
 
In this excerpt from Deadliest Sea: The Untold Story Behind the Greatest Rescue in Coast Guard History
by Kalee Thompson, we feel the dire situation of Ryan. His ship is sunk. He is floating in the deep dark churning waves of the ocean. He is lost. His only hope is for someone to rescue him.
 
 
This is the same feeling that we should have when we think about the state of the human race. Our ship is sunk; we need rescue. I am reminded of an old hymn:
 
 
I was sinking deep in sin, Far from the peaceful shore,
Very deeply stained within, Sinking to rise no more.
But the Master of the sea Heard my despairing cry,
From the waters lifted me. Now safe am I.
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help, Love lifted me.
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help Love lifted me.
 
 
Galatians 1:3-5
Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
 
 
Jesus chose to rescue us from the waters of sin. But he did not pull us up out of the water, he jumped into the water with us and pushed us up into the life raft. Then, when everyone was safe, he died the death we were destined to die. He died rescuing us so that we might live.
 
 
This is the gospel. This is the message Paul is fighting for… by grace are you saved through faith and that not of yourselves it is a gift of God. Freedom comes alive for us through Jesus’ death on the cross.
 
 
Prayer: Don’t let me exchange my freedom for things that will enslave me. Christ has set me free and I am free indeed.

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