It held such a wonderful view from high above—until it crashed.
Out of hundreds of acres of surrounding farmland, the brand new and quite expensive drone of one of our family members bee-lined toward the only body of water on the property. The small aircraft had lost its ability to maneuver, and on Thanksgiving Day, 2014, it went down, plunging to the bottom of a one acre lake.
And there it spent the entire year of 2015, buried alive, in the mud.
But this New Year’s Eve a rescue commenced. The dive team from the local fire department volunteered to find the little drone in exchange for using the lake as a training ground. We directed the team across the water to the location of the last splash, as best as we could recall, and the recovery operation was underway.
An hour later a diver emerged, flying machine in hand. To our surprise, the drone was not in as bad of shape as we had predicted.
Yes, mud was caked onto the landing gear. One of its four propellers was chipped. The camera that was mounted to the bottom was missing. But interestingly the copper-coiled motors that muscle the craft into flight were spotless. With a cleanup effort and some drying out—even after a year submerged in cold darkness—I thought, this thing could fly again.
And that’s the reality, isn’t it? You may have spent last year in the mud. All of it. Twelve months worth. Buried. Drowning. Left for the bottom dwellers. Maybe feeling forgotten.
You used to fly high. You were the life of the party, zipping through each day with enthusiasm. But you lost your ability to maneuver, and you went down hard.
This is your rescue. Your wake-up call. A diver’s chance training opportunity exchanged to give you another shot. If you’re reading this, you’re breathing out of water, right?
What will you do in this new year that you didn’t do in the last? Where will you go? Who will you become?
Rinse off the mud. Fix your propeller. And prepare to fly.
Happy New Year.
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?…Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. — Matthew 6:25-26,34 (NIV)