Resurrection and Mission
Recap
Living Missional
The HH-3F settled on its pad like a mighty bird returning from an exhausting flight. Though noisy, the landing was beautiful.
The giant helicopter, weighing approximately sixteen thousand pounds, carrying four thousand additional pounds of fuel, had safely borne her crew back from a hazardous, attempted-rescue mission at sea. For three hours, six courageous and highly skilled men had penetrated the fog, searching for a fishing vessel. Its captain had contacted the Coast Guard station at Saint Petersburg, Florida, reporting that a member of his crew had sustained a broken leg and needed medical attention.
Back on the ground, occupants of the aircraft gracefully and carefully disembarked. There were brief comments and admiring gestures between air and ground crews. The last man to leave the craft was the flight surgeon, dressed in fire-resistant gear topped off with an extraordinary white helmet.
At the first opportunity, I asked, “How did it go, Son?”
“Not too well,” he replied. “The fog was too dense.… They would not allow us to approach, let alone make a rescue.”
Memory of this dramatic and daring adventure brings into focus the incalculable, persistent love of God, who sent His Son on the greatest of all search and rescue missions.
From the beginning of recorded history, good people in the context of time and in proportion to their abilities have endeavored to save one another from despair and destruction.