So . . . a guy comes walking up to me in church . . . carrying a golf disc.
"This is not normal," I thought to myself.
"I have something for you," he said. "You'll never guess where I found it."
"Okay. Try me."
"The Apostle Islands, a half mile off shore, in the winter. At night."
Well, he was right. I NEVER would have guessed that. How the heck did it get out there? There IS a disc golf course in Bayfield, Wisconsin, but it's not a half mile off shore IN Lake Superior.
So he gave it too me, knowing that I was a disc golfer. It's a faster speed disc than my ancient arm can handle, so I was planning on giving it away to someone else, but that's when the idea for this story popped into my head.
Think about the story I just described to you. If tou remove the word "disc" and substitute the word "soul" in it's place, it would go something like this:
My friend was out walking in the wilderness one day when he came across a lost soul. He stopped and lifted up that pour soul, ultimately taking it back to his own house.
After staying there for a while, the lost soul was introduced to someone who knew exactly what it was going through. This person had seen many other souls sink out of sight. He knew the dangers of being alone in the cold. He also knew what awaited this lost soul if it wasn't rescued. Jesus saves us all from sinking into the pit.
The Lake Superior ice has melted now as I write this. If it wasn't for my friend, this disc would have been lost for a very long time. But my friend saved that disc by lifting it up and putting it into the hands of someone who he knew would find a safe place for it.
Isn't that what Jesus does for us? He lifts us up. And He WILL take us someplace safe one day.
I now carry that disc in my golf bag. I seldom use it, but what a conversation starter!
"O Lord, you have brought my soul up from Sheol, You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit." - Psalm 30:3
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