From John Peachey.
This thought struck me. It should not have been unusual nor remote from my thinking or my spirit, but somehow it had been dislodged and obscure. Maybe blurred by the pendulum of faith that swings back and forth, perhaps dirtied by the crust of lifes pollutants, but most suredly hidden by stealth and inattention. There were current struggles of course. These the accutriments of normal and daily interactions with humanity. Some sinful, some the inevitable lingering of an old life trying its best to reinvest itself into my present. I knew my position. I understand my weaknesses. I have no illusions about being untouchable or beyond corruption, I am me. Have been for fifty years. Fifty years I have attended church, 35 years since a baptism in the spirit. Yet suddenly the stress of living and circumstance was transported away and a moment, a song of reminder swirled inside my thoughts. Not a happy whistling melody but a classic of sorts you might say. Well used. Well drawn upon. I need a hero… There it was rolling about my head. “I need a hero I’m holding out for a hero ’til the end of the night He’s gotta be strong And he’s gotta be fast And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I’m holding out for a hero ’til the morning light He’s gotta be sure And it’s gotta be soon And he’s gotta be larger than life” admittedly I had to look up the accurate lyric but Bonnie Tyler had it right and right in my head. I need a hero. There was the truth of it. I was tired. Misty tired. The fog of war beset me yet a voice so clear spoke out of heaven . You need a saviour. I do. I need a saviour. I am a bloke. I do the fixing and the saving usually. I own two electric drills, two battery drills, a chain saw, at least three sledge hammers, several saws and endless other miscellaneous tools. A paslode gas powered impulse gun recently went to be with Jesus but it was mine. So see I have the wherewithal to fix stuff. But I can’t fix me. I need a hero. A saviour. There He is – Jesus. Boil it all down, strip away the superfluous and I need a saviour and I need saving, constantly. Obvious I know. But then if it was obvious I wonder why the Spirit snuck up and Bonnied me.
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