Rusty Old Yellow

Most of us have faced danger of one kind or another.  Some dangers are the result of unwise decisions  making poor choices that placing us in danger.     I remember one hot summer night after leaving the community center party early but not nearly early enough to make my 11:00pm curfew. I knew  I was going to be late getting home. However, on the way home my friends and I decided to follow a huge crowd of kids to appear as though we were with the “in crowd”    As we were walking with the kids in the “in crowd” some of them started yelling out obscured remarks to passing cars.  Others began to laugh and call out names as well.  All of sudden out of nowhere here comes a speeding yellow car! I can still see and often think of that old rusty car speeding down the street.  We heard pop, pop, pop!  Everyone took off screaming and running all at the very same time, taking cover where ever we could.  My friends and I somehow split up and I found myself huddled over and overhead building with total strangers.  As I looked around I saw one guy reach into his jacket and pull something out.  I couldn’t see what it was but I assume it was some type of weapon. I quickly shut my eyes for I didn’t want to see what he had or what he was going to do with what he had.  Laying there grasping for my breath with my heart racing a hundred beats per seconds I angrily thought to myself, I can’t believe I’m in the middle of this mess”  Why didn’t I just do what my parents told me to do.  Leave the party early and avoid large rowdy crowds.  Here I was bent down scared out of my mind for my life.  I begin praying like I never before. I asked God to protect us and please let us get us get home safely.   The next thing I know I heard those very same pop popping noises again.   OMG… Lord help us! I whispered in desperation to myself.   I was so scared I thought my heart had stopped, but soon realized the car came to a complete stop.  Now I was praying even harder.

Sweet Relief in Jesus

Still holding my heart with my head down and my eyes tightly  squeezed shut I begin to smell smoke and a burning tar like smell. Suddenly it became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.   Slowing lifting my heard and looking all around I felt a sweet relief learning that the pop, pop, pop sounds I had heard and ran from was simply the backfires from that old rusty yellow car.  In which happened to be a father driving around looking for his daughter.  Suddenly he yelled anyone seen… and he called out his daughter’s name.

I felt a sweet relief learning that the pop, pop, pop sounds I had heard and ran from was simply the backfires from that old rusty yellow car.  In which happened to be a father driving around looking for his daughter.  As he got out the car and slowing walked around suddenly he yelled to the crowd anyone seen… and he called out his daughter’s name.   The daughter didn’t care her friends were looking she ran into the arms of her father where she knew she was safe and sound.

Whew, talking about a sweet relief.  Once I realized I was safe I found my friends and we ran home like we were in a marathon race.

My story could have ended in such a tragic way however I choose to believe because in my moments of distress, fear and disobedience my God still heard my cry and came to my rescue.

Sad to say many children today who are about the same age I was at that time are hearing Similar sounds.  Pop, pop, pop sounds of not car back firing but sound of real pops coming from real guns going into real people. Life circumstances allows us to face the unfortunate reality that so many don’t have a earthly father driving the streets late at night looking for them and calling their name.

Even in my disobedience  I learned that my earthly parents cared enough about me to inform and instruct me from danger.  Just as our heavenly Father do.  Thank you God for not only orchestrated that whole event but for displaying to me through teaching me a life changing lesson to share with others that just like that father in the car…You will look for us.  You will come find us  and rescue us.

Pop, pop, pop sounds are so real today.  Oh how I quench and my heart ache every time I hear one.  Statistics shows an disturbing fact that just in the city of Chicago alone those very same sound claim and take hundreds lives  of so many innocent young people in a single weekend.  As we go through this summer let us pray God’s protection over our youth.   Alarming fast informs us that children as young as 10 years old are not only pressured but actually plan, plot and pursue their very own weapons for pick and prey on others as well for their very own protection from evil and vicious predators.

Yes, the sounds are real and the crime rate is big; but so is our God.  Let us cast all our cares upon Him for He does care for us.  Let us pray daily that our Heavenly Father will come rescue all children.  Let us pray daily the entire Psalm 91 over our children and our neighbors’ children and children all over the world.  As we go through this summer let us especially focus on Psalm 91:7-11.

A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.

Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;

10 There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.

11 For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.

I will close with God’s promise.  Let us pray this as well:

The LORD will protect you from all evil; He will keep your soul. Psalm 121:7