I broke the window

When I was growing up we had a playhouse.  My dad built this playhouse the spring of 1977 - this thing was perfect.  Candy cane striped paint.  A window box full of flowers.  Green carpet with a "full kitchen" and a table.  There were even screened in windows that would open.  We even had a peeked, shingled roof.  It was perfect.


One summer Sunday morning, I was playing outside - which was not a very good choice in my Sunday go-to-meeting clothes completely with pipi longstocking braids.  But! There I was - saving the known world in my backyard.  As circumstances would dictate, to escape the clutches of the evil-doer, I needed to climb out the window of the playhouse, i.e. evil lair.  So I removed the screen and pushed the window open.  As soon as I climbed through the window, it broke into a hundred pieces in the grass on the ground.

I ended up surrounded by glass in the grass - in my bare feet -

I was terrified to call for my dad because I knew I'd be in trouble for disobeying - but in desperation, I sent my little sister to "go get dad".  I had decided it would be better to be face the wrath of dad (and possibly mom) then to cut my foot or worse.  I looked up to see him coming down the hill - and he was coming fast.  He came running - as if the only thought on his mind was to get to me as fast as he could.  He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to safety.  "Are you hurt?" as he checked me everywhere for pieces of glass stuck in me.

Once he knew I was sufficiently safe ~ he gave me this huge bear hug and said "get in the car. It's time for church"  That was it.  No disapproving look even.  I don't even know when he went back to clean up the glass.  They never spoke of it again.  But remember standing there dumbfounded.  Relief overwhelmed me.  In that moment he became my rescuer, my hero.

That is JUST how God is - and that is how we are.  We don't turn to Him when we've messed up because we're afraid of His reaction.  But He is just ready to scoop us up and carry us through it.  He wants us to call out to Him.  I've needed this reminder.  God is our rescuer, our Savior.