Hearing about the massacre in Orlando, Florida has caused me to do a lot of thinking this past week. (And when I think, I like to put it on paper!) I thought about those who died, those who didn’t, and about second chances!
As a born-again believer, my first thought when I hear about the death of someone is always this: “Did they know Jesus?” And the second thought is: “Are they with Him now, or are they eternally separated from Him?” It was no different when I heard about the massacre. I wondered about those who died. Did they KNOW Jesus, and did they ever use any opportunity to accept Him as their personal Savior and Lord?
I remember how reporters mentioned there were about 300 people in the nightclub. Forty-nine (49) died, two-hundred-fifty-one (251) did not! Survivors shared about their horrific experiences. How the person next to them got killed and they didn’t. One lady shared how she felt guilty for being alive. She said she wished she had rather died instead of her friend. This gripped my mind. And I thought, “Those who did not die truly got a second chance.”
This undoubtedly made me think about my own life. I not only got a second chance once, but numerous times! If you have never heard the story of when I literally died at the young age of eleven, and two other occasions where Jesus saved my life, then I urge you to listen to the first 5-10 minutes of this YouTube audio. It was recorded during a Women’s Journey of Faith conference in 2011, where I shared in front of 1500 women my experience of electrical shock at the age of 11, the anaphylactic reaction when I was 15, and the serious car accident at the age of 21. More than a second chance, I’d say!
Why was I so ‘lucky’ to survive all those ordeals? And those who survived the massacre, why were they so lucky? Or, can I say, blessed? All I know is, I am grateful for all the second chances I’ve had! I received another chance to respond to the knock on the door of my heart. When all those things happened to me, I was not yet a born-again believer. Jesus saved my life, not only from a physical death, but from being eternally separated from Him! By saving my life, He actually rearranged my destiny! Not only here on earth, but also my final destiny the day when I die! WOW!
There are so many stories about second chances in the Bible. Jesus met a woman who was caught in adultery and was going to be stoned to death, but she got a second chance, too! Did she deserve to die? Well by the Jewish law of the day – she was caught in the act and there was no way out. And what about Rahab? Yet another harlot! Her city, Jericho, was going to be destroyed and all of the people living there were going to die! Then God intervened and showed her His mercy and grace! And when He does this, nobody gets what they deserve!
Don’t you love it? He truly is in the business of giving us a second chance. So when we get a second chance, we should not only thank Him for it, but do what we need to do. Respond to the knock on the door of our hearts before it is too late! Live with an attitude of gratitude! Buy out the time and use it to point others in His direction! And as David declares in Psalm 71:18 (AMPC),
Yes, even when I am old and gray-headed, O God, forsake me not, [but keep me alive] until I have declared Your mighty strength to [this] generation, and Your might and power to all that are to come.”
I’d say a second chance is not only a blessing, but it has a purpose! We need to see it for what it is… God rearranging our destiny!
Let us then take it for what it is!