Most Sundays, as we are singing praises unto God, I am struck by the fact that God beckoned me to Him. I’ve written before about the person I used to be, and I don’t want to belabor the point, but – He rescued me. When I look back I am utterly amazed at how different I am from that young man bent on pain. I am utterly amazed at what He has done in my life.
1 I waited patiently for the LORD;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
2 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.
3 He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
and put their trust in the LORD.
My church wants to fund a clean water well in a place where people cannot access clean water (GoGiveWell.com). I have faith that we will meet our goal, and am audaciously expecting that we will exceed it – because God is amazing. I can’t help but imagine how much rejoicing people will experience when clean, refreshing, safe water begins gushing from that well. I can’t wait until scenes like the one above, muck and mire, are replaced by a fountain of water.
I hope that as they experience being literally plucked form the muck and mire, that they also see the spiritual muck and mire that they can be rescued from.