At this writing, a man who had 850 parachute jumps to his credit, has dropped that type
of entertainment. On his 851st jump, the chute didn’t open and he had seven seconds to make peace with the Lord, or
whatever way he spent those final moments.
But he lived. He landed in a lake
where the water was almost as deep as his height, and no doubt that was just enough to save his life and put him in a hospital
while his crushed body recuperated. I mentioned that he’ll no longer be jumping by choice, and he’s crediting
God for giving him another chance. He made that remark to God’s credit, but didn’t say any more than that about
his life extension, at least to the reporter interviewing him, but said that he intends to be with his family more.
Parachutes usually open, but they fail often enough that I don’t envy such recreation. There are circumstances.
In my hobby of reading about World War Two, I know of an airman whose parachute didn't open when he jumped from an exploding
bomber, and he hit the ground on a freshly plowed field, on his back, with his body spread out, and he laid there for moments,
finally realizing that he was alive, and not even injured! Possibly the only person ever to walk away from such an experience.
Folks, the Bible says, "Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God" (Matthew 4:7), but I’m not
qualified to say this pastime falls in that category. However, such things as bungee jumping, mountain climbing, and deliberately
causing a snow avalanche, then skiing in front of it, are all tip-toeing along the edge. In fact, even jumping on a trampoline
can kill you. But no matter how careful you are, things can happen. Christ spoke of "Those 18 upon whom the tower in
Siloam fell and slew them, think ye that they were sinners above all men that dwelt in Jerusalem?" (Luke 13:4). He was
reminding that bad things can happen, even to good people.
make sure you’re ready to meet your Maker at any and every moment. Seven seconds…1-2-3-4-5-6-7...may not be enough.