What was your day like yesterday? I personally had a very mundane day. Nothing too exciting. I woke up had staff meeting at church, ate lunch at mississippi sweets, did a bit of work at home, took my wife to the doctor and finished off the night by going to men’s small group at the church office. Most of us would probably tell a tale similar. Work, dinner, TV, sleep.
But for 33 men in Chile there was quite a different story being spun. For those 33 men and their families, their lives were forever changed. Imagine spending the last 2 months wondering if your husband or father was going to come home? Imagine waking up each morning with an empty spot in bed next to you, or a chair at the dinner table unoccupied.
What about being one of the men stuck downstairs? Think about what it would be like to be trapped with over 30 other men for almost 3 months? Imagine the stench, B.O. fecal matter, urine, bad breath. Can you imagine the ecstasy they must have felt upon being rescued? I’ll be willing to bet that every one of those men feel a debt of gratitude toward the rescuers.
So, what about you? Psalm 40:2 is so amazing. Let’s read it in two translations.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.
He lifted me out of a slimy pit of despair. Isn’t that what Christ did for all of us? We were trapped, all of us for far more than 3 months. We were caught in a web of sin, twisted up in it’s vileness. But, Jesus. I could stop the sentence right there. But, Jesus came and rescued us. Gave us hope. What an awesome God we serve.
What’s more? We don’t owe Him anything. He just keeps giving and giving and giving, and all He asks is that if we love Him, we keep His commandments. Or we honor His wishes. This Guy (excuse the possible disrespect involved with that statement) saved each one of us. What are you doing to thank Him? If someone literally pulled you out of the pit like the Chilean miners were in, wouldn’t you go around telling everyone about that ones heroism? I know I would. How about the One who saved you from the eternal pit of fire and despair? Go tell someone about the Hero that saved your life.