It Came Upon A Midnight Clear

It was midnight and he was asleep after a long day. It had been messy, a near riot but he now had the two offenders in custody secure in stocks. Singing but secure in the stocks

Then the earthquake hit.

And everything fell apart.

Literally.

Doors swung open. Locks fell off. He just knew all the prisoners were gone. Disaster. No way he could catch them, and it would be him in those stocks.

He feels the sword at his side, heavy. An idea hits him, a bad idea. Better to go out easy on your sword, than at the hands of the prisoners… or the one that put them there.

Then a voice speaks out of the chaos, “Don’t do it, we are all here.”

“Lights”, he cries out. He must see it for himself. Could it be true? Sure enough there they sit.

What do you ask them? How? Why? What happened?

But for this Philippian jailer, there is only one question, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?”

For many folks, we never get to that question till the earthquake hits. Earthquakes don’t always come at the best time but there is something about that moment, that makes everything clear. When our world falls apart when death is right at our side, when our only thought is no hope at all.

The great news is that there is hope in that moment. A voice that calls out. An answer to the question “What must I do”?

Believe in Jesus. Make a change. Wash away your sins.

Desperation can turn to joy. Fear is replaced with hope. Chaos with purpose.

It might be midnight. The earthquake may have hit. He is the answer to the most important question. What will you do?

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