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Emergency (orig post via Insta/FB on 09/24/2020)




I had a dream the other night where a lady refused to go to the emergency room and the EMT's had the authority to make her go because she wasn't mentally able to make that decision on her own. When I woke up, I thought that was an odd dream to have especially since I didn't know anyone in my dream. I got to thinking about how God handles us when we refuse His help... When we refuse to acknowledge that He exists... When we refuse to acknowledge that Jesus died on the cross for our sins... When we refuse to give Him all the honor and the glory for anything and everything that we've ever received or gotten through. You know what He does? He loves us anyways! He doesn't MAKE us love Him. He gives us free will. One thing that He does do that is similar as that of an EMT is He comes to us when He is called. He bandages our wounds. Do you need to be rescued? Call on Him!

Revelation 3:20 Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.

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