When I was in college, a friend of mine worked at a snake shop (those are real things, right?) where he took a group of us to tour the facility (against my will, I might add). When we arrived, I cannot begin to even describe the look of horror on my face or count the many times I got the heebie jeebies.
I walked around and saw hundreds of snakes in their cages. The most disturbing part was in each cage there was a live animal ready to be swallowed whole by its predator. There were mice, albino bunnies, and small chickens. But there was one bunny that stood out.
He was brown with long ears and he looked at me as to say, “You can make this stop!” With that, I insisted that my friend remove that bunny at once. And that is how I acquired my pet bunny, Lucky. He lived in our backyard where he would jump on us like a dog, chase us around, and do tricks for small treats. Lucky would let us hold and pet him as if to say, “Thank you for saving me.” Lucky was indeed very lucky.
One day our neighbor’s dog managed to dig a hole and literally bit Lucky’s rear end off. I had to nurse him back to health which entailed (no pun intended) me putting medicine on his bottom and holding it up to a fan to dry off. One time he decided to relieve himself in the fan, but that is another story.
He quickly was back to normal until one day, I went in the backyard, and he was nowhere to be found. Lucky had escaped. With sadness in my heart, I came to grips that I would never see that rabbit again.
Until about a week later, there was a sign hanging in the nearby grocery store. It read, “Found Rabbit. Call for details.” We immediately called, and sure enough it was Lucky!
He had escaped from our backyard, traveled through our addition, crossed a major intersection and found himself in an apartment of a young man who, wouldn’t you know, had snakes and fed them rabbits. However, he knew that Lucky must be someone’s pet and kept him safe from harm’s way.
Lucky finally passed away, (we think from being fed too many treats) but I think about how very lucky Lucky was and how many times his life was saved.
There are many who believe they have to be continually saved. They have asked Jesus many times to come and live in their heart after they have found themselves trapped, when they have made a poor decision, or have run away and sinned against God.
The good news: Jesus died on the cross once, and His blood covers all of our sins! Praise the Lord! When Jesus becomes Lord of your life and He is the one calling the shots, HE remains and your life is covered by His Blood. Your salvation is not lost. Satan cannot take it away. And good words cannot get you saved. GRACE. Thank you Jesus for the grace and forgiveness you give us. We are SO very LUCKY in what can be an unlucky world.
John 10: 7-28 — “My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me; 28 and I give eternal life to them, and they shall never perish; and no one shall snatch them out of My hand.”