Escaping the Flood, Or Not
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I think I still remember one line of poetry from high school, "Water, water everywhere." Yeah, well, for lots of folks this past spring, that wasn't poetry. It was their town, their neighborhood, their house. The rivers overflowed and they backed up into every creek and stream they were connected to. It was a mess.
When my wife hears the word "flood," she actually feels something inside. Because the defining event for the town she grew up in was the flood that turned a quiet creek into a raging torrent—actually a deadly torrent. Those who lived it, like she did, will never forget it.
The saddest part of the story is the people who died, because well, they didn't have to. As those flash floods cascaded down from the mountains toward their town, rescuers came by a house in a boat to warn the people there and to take them to safety. But they chose to ignore the warning. They just said, "Aw, we've been OK here for years. We're not leaving now." Their bodies were found days later, and miles away.
Say to Him, "Jesus, I'm Yours." I want to encourage you to go to our website. I've done all I can there to explain in non-religious words, with God's Word out of the Bible, how you can begin your relationship with Jesus and know you have. Just go to YoursForLife.net.
If you've never gotten into the boat with Jesus, God's Rescuer, I beg you to do that today. The flood is coming, and you won't make it without Him.