On Sunday morning, July 9, Ken preached a sermon entitled, It’s the Small Things That Save Us. If you missed hearing it in person, I encourage you to listen to it from the website. In the sermon, he asked us to look for and listen to the small things in our lives that save us. I immediately reflected on an experience I had while in Colorado a few weeks ago with the J2A class on their pilgrimage.
On our last day in Colorado, we went white-water rafting. It was, by far, the most anticipated event of the week – for the kids.
I was less than enthusiastic. I am not an adventurer – not a thrill seeker – nothing close to a outdoorsy person. Yet here I was on this trip with a bunch of kids and other adults who were pumped up for this experience.
For at least the van ride to the river, and likely some of the day before, I had honestly shared my apprehension. I was scared. Scared of the unknown. Scared of the danger present in rafting on a river that was flowing very fast and very high. Scared of falling overboard. Scared of getting hurt.
Fear has a way of capturing us, doesn’t it? Fear isolates us and it paralyzes us.
Yet even as my stomach turned, I found myself putting on a life vest and a helmet on the side of the Arkansas River, listening to the guide tell us everything to do while on the raft to be safe. You might think that all my safety gear and the guide’s firm directions made me feel more at ease. Nope.
It was a small thing that saved me.
As we divided up into rafting groups, I suddenly found myself surrounded by four young men who literally formed a circle around me. They looked me in the eyes and said, “You are riding with us. Don’t you worry. We got you.”
“We got you.”
Over the rushing roar of the river, those words – that small phrase- poured over me and washed away the fear.
I have at times wanted God’s voice to boom over all the noise and clamor of the world, to carry over the chasm of my fear, to reverberate in the darkness and chase away the shadow of worry. But along that riverside, God’s voice sounded a lot like Joey and Garrett and Nathaniel and Gage. I will never forget that moment.
Yes. It’s the small things that save us. Thanks, guys.