So we’re all floating lazily down the river of life, each in our own boat … when something goes terribly wrong. It could be a mechanical failure. Maybe your boat has sprung a slow leak. Or you’re suddenly attacked by pirates and tossed overboard. Whatever the reason, you find yourself in the water, arms flailing, desperately struggling to stay afloat.
Before too long an enormous raft appears in the distance. It’s heading directly towards you. As it gets closer, you see it’s filled with people. Just as you think it’s about to run you over, all these strong arms and hands reach down from the raft and pull you to safety. Phew!
It takes a while to get your bearings. You’re exhausted from your ordeal, maybe a little battered and bruised. But slowly, you begin to realize that everyone else on the raft is a survivor too. Some are still wet behind the ears. A few are only there temporarily, until their boats are repaired. Many others know they’ll be on the raft for the rest of their journey. And that’s ok.
Over time, you realize how lucky you are to be in such good company. You’re still the same person, still floating down the same river. There’s just been a change in your boat. And now you’re ready to reach out and help others. After all, that’s what the journey’s all about.