God proves his love for...
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God proves his love for us in that while we were still sinners Christ died for us. We were
hopelessly lost, still sinners, in rebellion against God and his Son, our Savior. Rarely in
human history has someone gone, risking their life to save the life of another.
In 1915, T. E. Lawrence was traveling across a formidable stretch of desert with some Arabs. Normally hoods are used to protect from cold, but in the midst of burning heat they were wearing hoods over their heads to protect them from the blazing hot, blowing sand.
"Where is Jasman?" someone cried in alarm. "His camel is here, and his gun, but he is gone." No thought was given to going back, no one would survive. After all, Jasman was a fugitive from justice; he had killed a tax collector and fled into the desert. "He must have fainted and fallen from his camel." The Arabs agreed to ride on.
Lawrence, alone in the blazing heat and at the risk of his own life, turned around. After an hour and a half, he saw someone. It was Jasman, staggering and nearly dead, blinded from the heat, and thirsty. Lawrence lifted him on his camel and gave him drops of the precious water. Later in the day, to the amazement of the others, Lawrence gave him back to the traveling group.
In a way, even more dramatic than the story of the prodigal son. The loving one goes to the far country himself to seek and save the lost.
In 1915, T. E. Lawrence was traveling across a formidable stretch of desert with some Arabs. Normally hoods are used to protect from cold, but in the midst of burning heat they were wearing hoods over their heads to protect them from the blazing hot, blowing sand.
"Where is Jasman?" someone cried in alarm. "His camel is here, and his gun, but he is gone." No thought was given to going back, no one would survive. After all, Jasman was a fugitive from justice; he had killed a tax collector and fled into the desert. "He must have fainted and fallen from his camel." The Arabs agreed to ride on.
Lawrence, alone in the blazing heat and at the risk of his own life, turned around. After an hour and a half, he saw someone. It was Jasman, staggering and nearly dead, blinded from the heat, and thirsty. Lawrence lifted him on his camel and gave him drops of the precious water. Later in the day, to the amazement of the others, Lawrence gave him back to the traveling group.
In a way, even more dramatic than the story of the prodigal son. The loving one goes to the far country himself to seek and save the lost.
