“This is what my Father wants: that anyone who sees the Son and trusts who He is, and what He does and then aligns with him will enter real life, eternal life. My part is to put them on their feet alive and whole at the completion of time.” – John 6:40 – The Message
The way I see it, immediately a person gives his life over to Jesus Christ, he enters into a journey with Him. This is no ordinary journey; it’s reminiscent of a rescuer picking someone up from the edge of a cliff at the bottom of which is a wide deep canyon…
The helicopter lowers the rescuer, who snatches the victim off the cliff and attaches the victim to himself by means of some sort of safety belt, and the trip begins. The victim is going to have to trust the rescuer, he can’t begin to flail and yell, he must hold on tightly, literally for dear life. While relatively short, the trip feels like the longest the victim’s ever taken; it seems to last a lifetime, because after the canyon, there’s the river with rapids, and still he must hold on. All the time the rescuer is speaking to him, conversing so that the victim doesn’t yield to trauma of any kind.
“We’re almost there,” he says gently.
The cold wind sometimes managed to penetrate the jacket the rescuer had made him wear while he was still on the cliff, causing him to shudder. But the rescuer shifts ever so slightly acting as a wind breaker.
“We’re almost there,” he says yet again.
And then finally the victim sees it – land! And a collection of tents, a camp of some sort. Never had a sight been more welcome. As the helicopter hovers over the improvised heliport, the rescuer slowly begins to undo the safety belt, all the while holding on to the victim with one hand. The instant the belt clasps are undone, the rescuer wraps both arms around the victim, practically carrying him, and jumps the short distance to the ground. He sets the victim on his feet and braces him till he’s steady.
Then they begin to walk towards the main tent in the centre of the camp, the winds blows the smell of brewing coffee and cooking towards him and the victim knows he’s safe.
“You’re safe now,” the rescuer says, looking him in the eye.
“I know,” the victim replies, surer of it than he’s ever been of anything in his life.
That’s what Jesus Christ does. The journey isn’t one in which he chauffeurs us impersonally in a limo, such that the distance between Him and us impedes communication; it’s one where we’re clinging to Him and He’s holding us up and encouraging us all the way. It’s that up close and personal. And at the end, he delivers us to the Father, safe and sound.
On the journey, we learn to trust and depend on Him and He in turn never lets us go.
Here’s to the ride of our lives!