Jesus, my redeemer and mighty King and comforter when storms and natural disasters head our way.

The Lord lives! Blessed be my Rock! Let the God of my salvation be exalted. Psalm 18:46

My heart is breaking for the people in northern California, a beautiful land filled with quaint towns with vineyards and wine tasting tours, a destination for so many wanting to escape the winter cold, now must complete the heartbreaking task of recovering those that never made it out of these fires alive. 

There are many theories abound about how those fires started. Some are saying the fires started when the overhead power lines came in contact with the parched trees and the blowing debris.  After all, California was in the midst of a drought when combined with the perfect storm of wind patterns set the condition for this to happen. 

They say these fires were ignited in the middle of the night after everyone had turned in for the night. Many had little chance of escaping when the emergency response system failed to warn them of approaching danger, while others were barely able to escape with the clothes on their back.  As we see the visible reminders of this fire, it is easy to see the hopelessness and the pain in the faces of its survivors as they wait for word on their loved ones. 

I remember seeing the same hopelessness on the faces of yesterday disasters from Columbine, SandyHook, all of the Hurricanes, and other natural disasters.

When the SS Titanic was sinking in the cold Atlantic waters, there were faces of hopelessness on those who knew it was just a moment before their last breath would be taken.

Then, I remember the day of my own salvation, the day I opened the door of my hart and received Jesus Christ to come into my life. It was an early spring 1974 at the Minnetonka Coffeehouse when the testimonies I heard from others spoke to my hearts condition and I said yes to my Savior Jesus. 

Jesus had become the Rock of my Salvation,

unstoppable,

unchangeable,

in the face of all calamities, He lives!

No matter what afflictions we may encounter,

Jesus lives!

He is my Rock of my salvation.

Sadly, Humanism teaches us that God is dead and that we're nothing but a bunch of protoplasms without a soul, that we're here to enjoy constant never-ending pleasure, but nothing more. 

 Humanism has made us into a depraved people who stay away from God.

Instead,  we search for those casinos, nightclubs, and those amusement places and anything else that gives us pleasure.  But it really isn't until disasters come and wipe out everything we have that despair sets in and they wonder 'is it quite possible there really is a God?' 

Then, many remember those fleeting conversations they had with neighbors and co-workers who were Christians and they wonder, ' could it be true?' Could I be the product of a Master designer, God himself? Could this Jesus be the gift God sent to give us a purpose in a world where Humanism reigns?

Throughout the annals of time, the Bible has revealed the secrets of God's love for us.  Over again, the Bible reveals how God helped those who were suffering. Just about every calamity can be found in the Bible. It is the source of comfort to anyone who has ever lost a loved one. 

It was recited by the young men who were about to join the fighting on the beaches of Normandy.

It was recited by the Jewish people as they waited for the Lord to tell them to go into the promised land.

It was recited by the Holocaust survivors as a source of comfort.

It was recited by people suffering in our persecuted churches.

It was recited by the Christians in the North Korea underground churches. 

Our response, if we haven't done so ought to be to invite this Jesus into our hearts and let this day be your day of Salvation!

Jesus is indeed our hope and Salvation.