I awoke around three am Sunday morning, not able to sleep a wink. I was already tired from the night before; it’s not often I get weekends off, so I made the best of it. I continued to wake up until it was time to go to church, I really really didn’t want to go. My spiritual fervor was depleted as was my physical energy. I kept having this run on sentence going through my head – it said, “Stay in the lifeboat.” I started dreaming about Noah and the ark, and my mind kept running on further. Thoughts of how the ark was like a church, a place of safety in a storm. I forgot about it later, and pressed on – made myself get up and get ready regardless of how I felt.
Later on as I sat in church next to my significant other, I noticed we were uncannily lined up with other couples ahead of us side by side, almost freaky how we fit like a puzzle….two by two, like it was planned out somehow. I wondered if anyone else noticed… I went back to the ark again…
Then the preacher said loud and clear as if it were directed at me,”The safest place for you, is in the church, stay in the life boat.”
In Acts 27 Paul, among the other prisoners were put to the test. They went through may storms during their travels. There was a time they wanted to abandon their ship; but Paul was a man who heard the voice the God, and he knew the safest thing would be to stay in the ship and face the storm. Sometimes we believe out in the world is the easier course, in our own little life boat, floating aimlessly. Seems freeing at first, but there is no real freedom in that. Jesus is the master of the wind. (Luke 8:24) We must stay aboard the ark and complete the mission, to get to our destination.
“Then the sailors tried to abandon the ship; they lowered the lifeboat as though they were going to put out anchors from the front of the ship. But Paul said to the commanding officer and the soldiers, “You will all die unless the sailors stay aboard.” So the soldiers cut the ropes to the lifeboat and let it drift away. – Acts 27:30-32
I immediately knew then that God was speaking to me at three am. There are so many times that I want to quit…take the easy route. Being a christian isn’t easy; I fail God daily, and am a huge mess at times. But I am His mess, and if I’m willing to hang on for the ride, he will complete the work he started in me.