Rescue Me!

by Fay Barlow
(United States)

My Rescuer

Revelation 19: 11-16
Now I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse. And He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself. He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of God. And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God. And He has on His robe and on His thigh a name written:
KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.

I love movies, especially Pre-20th century period movies. Give me a BBC drama or a Jane Austen adaptation and I am lost in time. I love the purity that is expressed in these movies. The pure love of a man for a woman. A true love that can be born in an instant and span the generations.

Yes, I am a woman in need of a rescuer. I want my knight in shining armor to come and sweep me off my feet and rescue me from the perils that surround me. To laugh at my sometimes unintelligible jokes and to think that I am beautiful even when I am truly in a foul mood.

I remember as a little girl, having a yearning for a rescuer. A deliverer who would save me from the cold lonely prison that kept me. And I remember reading Revelation 19 and experiencing a stirring within my soul.

Is there such a man who could save me? What would he look like and where would he come from? What would be his name? And would he bother to look my way?

When I start to feel imprisoned by my surrounding circumstances, I instinctively look for a deliverer. My mind searches for someone who I can run to. My soul stirs for the one who will cover me with his cloak and shelter me from the raging storms of life.

There are men in this life who can become a rescuer, a knight in shining armor and there are those who pretend to be. But even the best of “Prince Charming” cannot compare to the Glory of the One, True, Faithful King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

When I understood that only Jesus could rescue me from the prison within, did I understand that only He can be my deliverer.

Yes, He rides on a white horse, like prince charming. And He is faithful, like prince charming, but He alone is strong enough and courageous enough to fight for my purity. He alone holds the power to rule in righteousness and He alone has the eyes of fire that melts my soul to His. He alone commands a fierceness for those He loves and He alone wears upon His head many crowns, that remind me of His eminence. And His character is one that the heart of every woman seeks. He is beyond the earthly. He is beyond romance. And until you meet this King, all other princes may chance at your heart, but the deep crevice within your soul will continue to search day and night for the only One that can rescue your life and become your KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.