Scripture tells us two important things about ourselves. Firstly that we are valued beyond price, but also that we are flawed -injured, messed up. Many, if not all of us, have gone through times when we have crashed; encountered situations that we just don’t know how to fix; even feeling shame about our failure. Which of us hasn’t, in some lonely moment, whispered: “Help me!”? Which is exactly why I believe that Jesus died for each one of us.
The difficult part of the message is that we all need to accept our vulnerability and even helplessness in the face of the spiritual damage that we all experience. When I was 20 I was knocked off my bike by a speeding Taxi driver. If this had happened twenty years previous to that I may not have survived, only two years before I would have certainly lost my leg. However, fortunately for me as soon as the accident happened there were people on hand to help me, an ambulance was called and arrived within minutes. Although even now I still can’t remember anything, once in hospital I received all the care that I needed. I was rescued and brought to a place of healing.
In one sense that is what we are about as a church. A place where people can be rescued and find healing. The illustration breaks down at this point. Sure, others did for me what I couldn’t do for myself, which is indeed what God has done for each one of us. We do however need to reach out to him in our weakness and pain, and when we do, he promises to hear us, and rescue us.