You came for me

You came for me

For those of you following, you know I’ve been so touched and inspired by Beth Guckenberger’s book ; Start With Amen.

You can find it here.

As I continue to read in Chapter 8, Beth shares a story that reached down and grabbed me in a place that was so familiar.

“In extreme naïveté, I once went running alone in downtown Tiranë, Albania, and got horribly lost. No cell phone, no language skills, no idea where I was. Hours later, as though he were in a scene from an overdramatic telenovela, Todd, my then-boyfriend, came out of nowhere, looking like none of the thousands of people surrounding me, and I ran to him. My only words: “You came for me.” “

From Start with Amen by Beth Guckenberger

You came for me. With disbelief, those words reach deep…Deep into the fear of not measuring up, not being good enough…living with the lie that I might be alone, that I might be unloved. (But only by the “world’s” standards)

I imagine that day Beth describes.

Racing with panic, fear, hopelessness…lost and unable to find the way out.,. and then, someone you love, someone you trust, someone who you long for, is there to rescue you, and your heart sighs with relief and gratitude…hopeful that everything will be ok.

When I was about 10, I ventured out to our local amusement park with 2 friends. Mom dropped us off for a day of fun and newly found independence.

I should have followed my husband’s Grossie’s advice (which she followed without exception until the day she went to be with the Lord) “NEVER go anywhere with and uneven number…especially 3…you’ll find trouble.”

I think she was right.

The other 2 girls thought it would be fun to “ditch” me. (the trouble)

Not so fun for me.

I happen to be on the extreme end of the emotional chart, which didn’t help the situation. At the tender age of 10, I was already filled with lies about myself and was well on my way to the land of great insecurity. My first response was panic, followed by confusion, rejection, and fear.

I was alone. The girls I was with, well…I thought they were my friends. Friends don’t abandon…until they do. (Jesus knew this first hand)  I wanted to go home. I wanted to call my Mom to come for me…but, this was the first time I had been allowed to go without a chaperone and I didn’t want to prove myself unworthy of the privilege; besides, we didnt have cell phones back in the Stone Age. It wasn’t so easy to call.

I spent many hours wandering alone. Often hiding from the crowds due to embarrassment. My “friends” forgot about me and had a good time.

I was so thankful when the day was over, and my Mom came for me. The relief that washed over me when I was “rescued” by someone who loved me…someone who would take me somewhere safe, was overwhelming. (Of course, I didn’t say a word about it to my Mom 😕)

You came for me….me.


Jesus came for us all. No need to be embarrassed. We ALL needed saving!

If you have children, make sure you tell them they are loved by THE KING…beyond measure. Remind them every day, that they are NOT who their friends say they are…The Creator of the universe doesn’t make mistakes, and He made them for a great purpose, born out of a great love. In Him they are accepted, chosen, adopted, forgiven, redeemed, set apart and loved beyond understanding.

Our Savior came for

Every. one.




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