From Our Dad is Not Mad: Trust Reclaimed, pp. 22-24
“I heard a story recently of a dad who went to pick up his older children from a birthday party at a backyard pool. Seeing the frenzy on his wife’s face when he arrived home from work, he offered to take his two-year-old with him for the party pick up. While he gathered his older children, the dad realized he didn’t know where his two-year-old had gone. He ran out to the pool deck and realized with panic that his beloved child was at the bottom of the pool. The dad immediately jumped into the pool to rescue his drowning child.
Thankfully, the child was okay. The dad heaved himself out of the pool, his suit dripping with water, his silk tie stained with chlorine, his leather shoes sloshing with each step, and sat down to comfort his child. One of the other guests walked by and said, “Sorry about your suit, man.”
Indeed, he looked absurd. You don’t swim in dress clothes.
And yet, no one would doubt the decision of this fully-dressed-up-dad, to jump into a pool to save his drowning child.
This story reflects the heart of our heavenly father.
“God jumps into our pool of distress. God is like a fancy-clad executive who lives with authority and expertise, who is clothed with power and might. And yet, God put on skin, put on a messy, limited, ”
It doesn’t make sense. It’s absurd. Why would God, way out there, holy and holding it all together, come here, to our mess?
Because God can see us when we are drowning. We might be falling under the weight of the worldly pressure to follow the rules or drowning trying to do the right things. We might be living under an oppressive system of misplaced power, or trapped under the burden of guilt.
When God’s kids are drowning, God jumps into the pool, soaking his suit, drawing the stares, and God rescues us with an embrace of love, hope, and life. God loves us with the un-doubtable, I’ll-do-anything kind of love.”