“Hey, it’s me. If you are out there, come home. Please! God, what did you think? That we would just let you walk out of our lives? I am so furious at you right now! Then I think about how scared you must be. Hiding in some dark place all alone. But you are not alone! Okay? You are not alone! We are in that dark place with you! We are waving flashlights and calling your name. So if you can see us, come home. But if you can’t, then…you stay alive! Because we are coming!
As I watched Criminal Minds last week the words of Penelope as she called out to Prentiss, resonated with me. I can think back to the times in my life when I too removed myself from love and protection – to a place where I felt in control – where I felt, if I went, no one could be hurt. Listening to these words I wondered at a time when similar words were spoken into my darkness.
Now, I am no longer in that place of darkness. Yet I wonder who should I be speaking those words to? Who around me is hiding in the darkness, feeling all alone? Who needs to see me waving a flashlight and calling out their name?
Can you think of someone?
If so, are you ready, willing and able to go into their darkness and bring them safely back home?
1 Peter 4:9-10 encourages us to, “Cheerfully share your home with those who need a meal or a place to stay. God has given each of you a gift from his great variety of spiritual gifts. Use them well to serve one another.” Notice the verbiage there is to share with one in “need”. That one hiding in the darkness is in need. We all have been gifted with different spiritual gifts – to be used differently but we ALL have been given the gift of love. Let’s use that love, channel that love and reach into the darkness. We are unaware of who we may be helping when we reach out.
Hebrews 13:2 says, “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.”
Please hear my next statement for what it is. When I was in that place of darkness as a 17 year old young lady, a Christian family reached out to me and gave me a home to live in. They didn’t “preach” at me. They didn’t put me down for the past choices I made. They gave me a place to stay. Food to eat. And hope. Hope that I could be better. My past did not have to dictate my future.
They didn’t know that 13 years later I would be a pastors wife. They didn’t know that I would become a children and youth pastor. They didn’t know that my love for people would become a platform where I help people know and understand Christ more fully.
I’m certainly not an angel but that family entertained me into the presence of God. He saved me from the darkness. Now it’s my turn to shine my light and call out to others…
Want to join me??