While at a dead stand still in the middle of Farmer Brown's Corn Field--

most of my fellow passengers are on their cell phones trying to figure out how to get out of the situation.  My alter ego--the patient and positive--showed up and I KNEW we would be rescued.  For you see, we are parked on the ONE track going north and south---there is NO going around us--no going over us--someone is going to HAVE to MOVE us!  I am patiently waiting for the rescue team to show up.

#2 Son--who is waiting to pick me up at the train station in Austin, is bound and determined to be my knight in shining armor---BLESS HIS HEART!  He tells me to "DROP A PIN."  Now I know what dropping a pin is, but how to drop said pin is above my pay grade.

  The kind army pilot shows me how to accomplish this wonder of technology.  #2 tells me I see you and I am going to come get you!

I proceed to try to explain to #2---there is NO ROAD--we are in the middle of a corn field.  Farmer Brown's house is approximately a mile across the field and I am not too sure he would appreciate us driving or even walking through his field.

Not to be deterred, #2 keeps insisting he is coming to get me--he is NOT listening to his mom---some things never change.  EVEN IF--he found me--they will NOT let us off the train.  There is a steep incline from the field to the track. Amtrak does not want to be sued for our broken bones when we fall down said incline.  They are NOT letting anyone off the train. 

When we finally are loaded on the buses, my knight still wants to come pick me up.  We are now headed in the right direction and it makes no sense for both of us to cover the same mileage.  I am thankful for his desire to rescue his mother in distress, but the truth is--in the grand scheme of things--I was not in distress.

All my life I have been searching for my knight in shining armor to rescue me--save me from this evil world.  Though I have had brief glimpses of what that must feel like--there has been no "They lived happily ever after" knight.  That's sad!  

BUT WAIT--the truth of the matter is I am no Cinderella--no Snow White--and for the most part not a damsel in distress.  (Well except for the occasional climb on the roof--car won't start--how do you make this silly computer work moments)  I LOVE a good fairy tale---Hallmark movie---chick flick--but that is just not life!  

I work really hard at trying to take care of myself and not bother others with my day to day struggles.  Need to lift the armoire and can't budge it---use the car jack, need to move heavy furniture around---put it on a large towel and drag it, need to fix the television that's not working---reboot the system.  In most cases where there is a will--there is a way.  I am a sorry example of the damsel in distress--so why would I EVER think there might be a knight in shining armor waiting in the wings?  Even Snow White spent all her time taking care of those silly dwarfs---NOT vice versa.

Here is the bottom line--I don't need rescuing--except occasionally from myself.  I think I have got this covered--and then remember the wages of sin--I DO need a Knight in Shining Armor-One to pay the price for my sinful behavior--One to love me beyond reason---One to show me the way---One to be my truth--my way--my Savior.  YES--I do have a Knight in Shining Armor--like no other!

Jesus gave his life for our sins, just as God our Father planned, 
in order to rescue us from this evil world in which we live. 
Galatians 1:4


  1. Great post and good point well made, Lulu. Thanx.

    Did you know that, statistically speaking, six out of seven dwarves are not Happy?

    God bless.

  2. {{{Grinning}}}---no one would ever suspect me of being a damsel in distress, just saying.

    1. I might be better known as a bull in a china shop!
      Blessings, My Friend!


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