My porch roof collapsed this spring and that brought Mrs. Luke 5 to my mind.
Some men arrived carrying a paraplegic on a stretcher. When they couldn’t find a way in because of the crowd, they went up on the roof, removed some tiles, and let him down in the middle of everyone, right in front of Jesus. (Luke 5:18-20, MSG)
Did she forget to sweep the roof the day before? What did she do in the midst of all that collapsing dirt and bits of broken tiles? How do you apologize to your Lord when stuff falls on his head?
I didn’t have her problems. Everything happened on the outside of my house. But what do we do when our own personal roof collapses? Almost anything can cause it. A sudden illness, difficult children, job issues…name it and it still feels like our personal contented life just fell apart.
The things we trusted in are no longer trustable.
What do we do? Poor Mrs. Luke 5 apparently didn’t do anything but stand there looking shocked and embarrassed. Me? I called my insurance company. They came up with a rescue plan.
Our rescue plan, no matter what collapsed, is God. We can call on him with anything at any time.
Perhaps that’s what Mrs. Luke 5 did too.
He listens the split second I call to him.(Psalm 4:3b, MSG)