Pastor's Devotions by Tim Harris

It seems like the whole world was captivated by the plight of the twelve boys and their soccer coach who were trapped in that cave in Thailand.   I know I was. It was as if we were all sitting on pins and needles, watching a drama unfold that one would have only expected from a fictional movie.   Unfortunately, it was real.   Thankfully, with the help of an incredibly brave group of divers and all of the rescue workers on hand, all twelve boys and their coach made it out alive and are currently recuperating and doing well.   There was one diver, however, Saman Gunan, who did not make it out alive.   I’m not sure exactly how it happened, but it appears that during his mission to deliver oxygen tanks into the cave for the boys and the other divers, he lost consciousness after not having enough oxygen for himself.   The most incredible part of it all is that, Saman did not have to be there. He was a former Thai Navy diver who came of his own accord, volunteering

As I was driving home yesterday evening, I had a very strange experience.   As I was driving south towards my home, it was beginning to lightly rain.   As I usually do, when I got into Eatontown I made a right onto Lewis Street heading west, and as I did it was pouring as hard as could be.   I then had to turn back east to cross over the highway toward my neighborhood. The rain lightened up again. And, when I turned down my block, the sun was shining bright as could be.   In my neighborhood, no one would have known that less than half a mile away, on Lewis Street, it was raining cats and dogs! Many people might try to read some sort of significance into all of this.   Was the rain a blessing for the people on Lewis Street since they (and we all) need the rain for our lawns?   Or, was it a blessing for my neighbors and me on Applebey Street that the sun was shining? After all, I was hoping to grill our dinner (which I did). Which was the blessing, the rain or the sunshi