“Lifeguard! Help! Somebody, hellllp!”
I stirred trying to recognize this faint voice.
“Help! Help me!”
Sitting straight up, I awoke to a dream that would haunt me for days.
The word rescue had already been stirring in my soul. (you can read about it here in my private newsletter and don’t forget to subscribe to get it delivered to you) I’d been jotting down notes on napkins, cards, and even in my journal. This word was grabbing my heart with such a fierceness that it was hard to breath on some days.
Rescue. Help. The words had me bobbing up and down in an ocean of mixed emotions. Where was God leading? What was I to do? This word had such a pressing impact on my soul, but what did it all mean?
The lifeguard returns.
Trying to put images of past rescue’s and the weight of the dream I had awakened to into perspective, I found myself reflecting on my ten years as a lifeguard and water safety instructor.
To top it off, God would have the word rescue brought to my attention everyday in my quiet time and Bible reading. There were passages everywhere. Pages of scripture riddled hundreds of times over with the word rescue. Over and Over it was there beckoning my soul to search and learn.
Awakened one morning, I was excited to be able to sneak off on a week-long cruise with my husband. Finally, I thought, rest and relaxation and a quieting of the soul.
This was not necessarily so. Boarding the ship, there were signs of rescue all around — life vests, life rings, life boats, and shepherd’s crooks. I quickly realized there would not be a break in the disturbance of my mind as signs of rescue were posted everywhere.
The lifeguard was back. Maybe this would be something different, but my mind was back in rescuing mode.
Exploring the word rescue.
The past few October’s, I’ve joined Emily at Chatting at the Sky and her sister The Nester for the October challenge to write 31 days on a specific subject. (you can visit all the others participating in the challenge here)
If you’d like to see my past series, you can take a look at:
2012 — 31 Days of Anonymity
After wrestling with the word rescue for months now, I’ve decided to bring this word to life for the next 31 days. I’ll expose the truths stirring in my soul regarding this daring, venturesome, and fearless word.
I hope you’ll come back daily and jump in with me.
We have some searching and rescuing to do!
QUESTION: I’d love to know your initial thoughts on the word rescue?
For easy access, you can find the 31 posts listed below:
Day 1: 31 days of rescue
Day 4: let’s go skinny dipping
Day 5: secure your life vest first
Day 10 – 14: in Guatemala
After wrestling with the word rescue for months, I decided to bring this word to life. I’ll expose the truths stirring in my soul regarding this daring, venturesome, and fearless word. Oh how I’d love your input too!