Accident Rescue Team

The rain was dripping from the sky at a very consistent pace while the snow sat on the side of the highway over "the pass" like a tired hitchiker. Descending down the back slope on the western side of the Cascade mountain range an ominous scene appeared before my very eyes.

The guardrail on the other side of the road had a huge gape in it. Twisted metal darted down the hillside while what appreared to be the hood of an 18 wheeler straddled the maligned rail. Rescue vehicles were everywhere. Flashing lights bounced off the low ceiling gray sky. Further down the road another huge slash in the guardrail system exposed another breach.

There beside the highway stood a vehicle with these words on the side...
"Accident Rescue Team."

My iWitness...

Have you ever driven off the highway of life?
Have you ever found yourself in a ditch far from the blazened trail that everyone else has followed?
Have you ever crashed and burned?

Me too...

I have been amazed, bewildered and stunned how many times in the Christian community I have watched committed "Christians" drive by fellow believers who have crashed unceremoniously through the guardrail of life and proceed to shake their heads in disgust and then drive on with the pious prideful thought, "that will never happen to me. I am too good of a driver on the Christian highway to ever veer off of a dangerous cliff."

Why do people do that?
What if our first instinct was to form an "Accident Rescue Team" - a group of people committed to helping the accident victim get back on the road of life, fully restored and operational again?

I had a great "Accident Rescue Team" literally rescue me when I drove through the guardrail of Puritanical morality and ended up stranded down the cliff of abandonment. They bandaged me up. Helped me learn how to walk again. And the next thing I knew they were cheering me on as I got back in the driver's seat.

How about you?

Enjoy the drive today...
But slow down enough to see who just might be stranded on the other side of the guardrail and needs a hand to get back on the highway.
You will be glad you did...
I know I was.

And that's my iWitness...
Laugh often and Fear not!
David!

And when he returned to Capernaum after some days, it was reported that he was at home. ² And many were gathered together, so that there was no more room, not even at the door. And he was preaching the word to them. ³ And they came, bringing to him a paralytic carried by four men. ⁴ And when they could not get near him because of the crowd, they removed the roof above him, and when they had made an opening, they let down the bed on which the paralytic lay. ⁵ And when Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, “Son, your sins are forgiven.” ⁶ Now some of the scribes were sitting there, questioning in their hearts, ⁷ “Why does this man speak like that? He is blaspheming! Who can forgive sins but God alone?” ⁸ And immediately Jesus, perceiving in his spirit that they thus questioned within themselves, said to them, “Why do you question these things in your hearts? ⁹ Which is easier, to say to the paralytic, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Rise, take up your bed and walk’? ¹⁰ But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins”—he said to the paralytic— ¹¹ “I say to you, rise, pick up your bed, and go home.” ¹² And he rose and immediately picked up his bed and went out before them all, so that they were all amazed and glorified God, saying, “We never saw anything like this!” (Mark 2. 1-12)