I immediately ducked.
I yanked my ear buds out and scrambled to see who else was walking the pier. That dawn, a photographer was five feet behind me, and we simultaneously shot each other a look of fear.
“I see his decoys right there,” he told me. “But what the idiot is doing shooting towards the shoreline I have no idea.”
We both rolled our eyes, and I said something stupid and laughed as a predictable product of my disturbed nerves.
Right now, in this world, everyday life is interrupted by gun shots. I praise God my experience was an idiot hunter aiming the wrong way, but was starkly reminded that prayer is a matter of life or death.
Amos predicted destruction on account of the way the Israelites were not giving every area of their lives over to God. Financially selfish and oppressive, they were punished as Amos predicted.
Our world is fulfilling it’s prophecy, too. It’s going to get worse until it ends. But in the doom and gloom of it all, we can hold on to God for dear life. Through His Son, Jesus Christ, a modern-day ancient remnant, we clutch hope.
On my way back down the pier that day, I noticed a duck floating in the water on the opposite side they are normally hunted. The closer I walked toward it, the more I noticed it’s limp neck and lifeless form …floating right next to where I’d been walking just minutes earlier.
The shot went right over my head and hit it’s target. #protectionofprayer
Father, You are powerful to protect us when we call on You in need. Thank you for protecting me that day on the pier, and for all of the other lives You’ve swooped in to preserve. We confess that we don’t understand why and how all of the time, and ask that You send Your Spirit to help us pray it out. In Jesus Name, Amen.
Ever had a close call like that before? Get the conversation started by commenting below, and let’s encourage one another as we face life in 2017 armed with grace!
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