Thursday, May 10, 2012

Turtle Crossing

I marveled that the little box turtle lumbering his way across the road hadn't yet been run over by the high-speed traffic. Stopping my van opposite the little creature I jumped out to lift him to the grassy berm on the side. Legs tight inside his shell by the time I reached him, only his head poked out to watch my approach. Paralyzed by fear of the cars that zoomed around him or simply too exhausted to go on, it looked like he’d decided to rest awhile right where he was.

I, too, once left the secure life I had known and wandered into dangerous territory. The layers of protection I carried around me – experiences I thought would shield me from the hazards I’d meet along the way - could not get me safely to where I desired to go. My only hope was the help offered from above. I looked up and accepted the free ride.

We must be willing to point others we come across in our journeys towards that Hand that reaches down to rescue them from the circumstances in which they find themselves. It’s the only way some of them will ever reach the Other Side.

"Show the wonder of your great love, you who save by your right hand those who take refuge in you from their foes." 
(Psalm 17:7 NIV)

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful. And your little turtle is actually photogenic. Never thought I would say that about a turtle. Hope your day is great and your Mother's Day even better than great. :>)


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