On earth...

In Matt. 6:10, Jesus calls us to pray with words like this: "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven." "On earth..." messages are the reflection of various local writers sharing common experiences in daily living and then guiding renewal of the mind and spirit from God's Word. It is scheduled to appear on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

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The shooting star          Send a link to a friend

[October 05, 2007]  True story.

Many years ago (before the age of cell phones), I worked in Lincoln but lived in Decatur. My job required working very late two nights a week. The trip home usually began at midnight.

One winter, Lincoln had an abundance of snow. Tall mounds of snow lined the highways. Late one evening on a night that I worked, another snowstorm began. My wife called, asking me to stay in Lincoln rather than trying to drive to Decatur in the storm. I told her I would drive to the edge of Lincoln and if the conditions were bad, I would turn around.

Leaving Lincoln, the snowfall was heavy, but making it to Decatur seemed doable. After passing through Mount Pulaski, however, the world suddenly shrank to the confines of my car because I was engulfed in a total whiteout -- could see nothing. The snow was extremely heavy and blowing horizontally. Not being able to see the road made turning around impossible.

Stopped somewhere past Mount Pulaski, I considered my options. I discovered that if I lowered the driver's window and looked to the left rather than straight ahead, the tall mound of snow created by the snowplow was barely visible. The problem was that the wind was blowing from that direction, and snow began to freeze on the dash. I inched forward by looking left, orienting on the high mound created by the snowplow.

Some time later, after it seemed that I had gone around a curve, the snowplow's mound was no longer visible. In order to see if my car was still on the road, I got out and tried to dig through the packed snow to see if the car was on pavement or grass. When I wasn't able to dig through the snow with my gloved hands, the realization of my dire situation set in. Standing in the headlights of my car, with snow and wind swirling around me, I looked to heaven and made the most sincere prayer of my life, which went something like this...


What happened next was totally surreal. The clouds above me separated (you heard me right) revealing a strip of totally clear sky. The snowstorm still raged on each side, but a narrow strip of crystal clear sky formed exactly above me. Then, a blazing shooting star with a long tail shot precisely down the center of the narrow strip of clear sky.

I dropped to my knees, realizing that my cry for help had just been answered in such a dramatic and totally spectacular way that one could not doubt God was there. The God of the universe had just spoken to me through the shooting star, telling me that he was there and not to fear.

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I rushed back into the car, heart racing. I was aglow much like Moses coming down from the mountain. I was sure that I was lighting up the inside of the car.

So now, with renewed peace and without fear, I once again began inching the car forward. Suddenly a pair of headlights was exactly in front of me. The thought went through my mind, "Why would anyone be out here in weather like this?"

Each car moved forward slowly as the storm continued to rage. As the cars came alongside each other, the window of the other car came down and I strained to look through the swirling snow to see the driver of the other car. Then we were exactly next to each other, and I saw that the other driver was...

my wonderful, loving, caring wife.

She was, despite the conditions, out in the storm trying to find me.

We got out of our cars, and in the middle of the storm, in the middle of the highway, we hugged and embraced each other in such a special way that 25 years later I still remember clinging to her and thanking God for her. We were only a mile from Decatur, and I was soon in the wonderful warmth and comfort of my home.

1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High

will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

2 I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,

my God, in whom I trust."

3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare

and from the deadly pestilence.

4 He will cover you with his feathers,

and under his wings you will find refuge;

his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

5 You will not fear the terror of night,

nor the arrow that flies by day,

6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,

nor the plague that destroys at midday.

--Psalm 91:1-6
(New International Version)

Prayer: In your word, O God, you repeatedly tell us to "fear not." Yet we allow snowstorms, sickness, debt, adverse relationships and a host of other circumstances to cause us to tremble. Help us to understand and trust that you are always there to protect, defend and restore us to a place of total security and sanctuary in your loving arms.

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