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It Was Pitch Black!
I asked God to direct me to a verse and
he gave me this one. As I tried to sleep later that night, I tossed and
turned in bed, dozing off and on, thinking about this verse and the
experience I had some years ago spelunking with a group of friends in a
cave in Indiana.
After crawling on our hands and knees through a narrow tunnel
on a bed of sharp rock for approximately a quarter of a mile, we emerged
into an expansive open area. We eventually exited the open area by
crawling over a ledge and dropping down through a hole and continuing to
crawl, twisting and squeezing through a series of small passageways and
narrow openings before reaching the volcano room.
The volcano room was cone-shaped and huge as well, probably
thirty feet high and forty or fifty feet wide at the top. We had reached
the bowels of the cave. It was hard to imagine exiting the cave by going
back the same way we had come in. So we chose the only other alternative,
a hole on the floor of the volcano room. Leaving this way required
standing waist deep in the hole, then dropping down on my hands and knees,
sliding my feet far enough back into a dark cavity in order to get enough
room to duck my head under the lip of the hole to proceed headfirst through
a narrow tube that ran downward at a forty-five degree angle for about
twelve feet.
Several in our group preceded me and did just fine. They, however,
weighed less than I did. Nevertheless, I expected no difficulty as I ducked my head
and entered the tube. For reasons I cannot explain, my arms, instead of being out
in front of me like a diver, ended up at my sides. Gravity carried my body down the
incline as the tube narrowed around my body. About ten feet down I got stuck. With
my arms behind me and my weight pushing down I had no leverage, and every wiggle I
took wedged me tighter and tighter into the hole. It was dark. Pitch black.
I could see nothing. My chest was under presssure so it was
difficult to breathe. The people below could not reach me, and there was not much
maneuvering room from the top. There I was, trapped. I fought the panic growing in
me. Even as I write this, my emotions are stirring up within me at the memory, and
my eyes are beginning to tear. I prayed. I was extremely frightened, and cried out
to God. I still consider it, to this day, a moment in my life when a fierce battle
with my fears was won. The minutes slowly ticked by and nothing happened. It seemed
like forever to me. How long was it actually? I do not know. Seven or eight minutes,
possibly longer. It seemed like forever. Finally, someone managed to get far enough
down the hole to grab onto my feet, and, with great effort, pulled me back up the
tunnel just far enough so that my arms wiggled free, and I was able, then, to put them
in front of me and wiggle and slide out the bottom of the chute.
If you ever feel trapped and helpless and afraid like I did in
that cave, no matter what "Dark Valley" you are in, remember this verse.
And cry out to God to rescue you like I did, and he will deliver you!
A Prayer begins . . .
Our Father in heaven, we acknowledge that you alone are God. For us, you are
our source of strength and hope when we are confronted with the shadows of darkness.
And, we will not be afraid because you are with us, protecting and comforting us.
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Friendship With God
Category: Christian Living Keywords: abiding, fruit,
fruitfulness, spiritual, spiritual experience, pray, prayer, Jabez, The Prayer of Jabez,
God, Christian, Multnomah Publishers, Inc., Wilkinson, Bruce Wilkinson
"The pleasures of abiding--and the extraordinary benefits--have redefined the scope and
impact of God's work through me. I see fruit everywhere I turn. Yet not even one grape
is a result of working harder.
I assure you that I possess no special knowledge in these matters--generations of
seasoned disciples have traveled ahead of me down this road. Yet, as far as I can tell,
the great majority of God's people today live ignorant of the promise and practice of
abiding. As a result, they fail to reach the level of 'much fruit' represented by that
fourth overflowing basket.
Maybe you're among that majority. You're not sure how an overflowing spiritual
experience actually happens. And you might be asking, 'How could merely
abiding possibly
propel me to the highest levels of fruitfulness?' My prayer is that in the next few
pages you'll find the answers."
SoAmazing Review: Bruce Wilkinson's chief goal is to
point people towards God. In Secrets of the Vine, Wilkinson explains
how you can have a friendship with God.
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Hopeful Glimmer
Category: Fiction Rahab, Moses, spies, Israelites, Joshua, Egypt, genealogies, God, Jesus, Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Rivers, Francine
Rivers
"She watched the road again. She had one small glimmer of hope that had been roused by
something her father had told her. Moses had sent spies into the land forty years ago.
'We beat them back then.' She wondered about that, mulling over reasons for the
Israelites' failure. They had been slaves, freed from mighty Egypt by an even mightier
God. But perhaps they had still thought like slaves rather than men under the banner
of a true God. Perhaps they had refused to obey. She could only guess why they had
failed. But she knew it was not due to any failure of the God who rescued them.
Those who had rebelled all those years ago must surely be dead by now. A new generation
had arisen, a generation who had been hardened by desert living, a generation who had
been in the presence of Power from their birth. She could only hope that Joshua would
do as Moses had done before him and send spies into the land. And she would have to be
the first to spot them. With victory assured by their God, the Israelites didn't need
to send anyone, but she still hoped the noble leader Joshua
would take nothing for granted. Even if it wasn't necessary, it would be prudent to
send spies to view the land and evaluate enemy defenses.
Please come. Please, please, please come . . . . I don't want to die. I don't want my
family to die. Send someone . . . . Open my eyes so that I'll recognize them before the
guards do. If they see them first and report to the king, all is lost!"
SoAmazing Review: Women are not typically noted in
Jewish genealogies in the Bible. Yet in the genealogy of Jesus, five women (Tamar,
Rahab, Ruth, Bathsheba, and Mary) are mentioned. While the series
A Lineage of Grace covers all five women, the book
Unashamed focuses on Rahab, an unlikely inclusion. Rahab was a
prostitute in Jericho who provided protection for Jewish spies. She and her family are
spared in the battle of Jericho, and Rahab ends up listed in the 'Hall of Faith' in
Hebrews 11. Francine Rivers' fictionalized portrayal, done in her magnificent style,
brings Rahab to life.
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