Faith in Humanity is Restored by Faith in the Father

So I've been posting once a week, on Monday for a while now.  But today, I didn't have anything ready. 

But then, I watched this video.  Watch it here. 

This video, had me shaking. Holding my breath...quivering inside.  I was holding my entire being still, waiting to see what would happen next. 
It seemed like a movie I was watching. The sounds. The rushing water. People in a panic. Men working to get to the bodies inside.
And then...
A lifeless baby being carried out by a man screaming, "I need help!" "Get the baby!" 
"Give me room!" CPR started.
The lady in the background crying out saying "Let them breathe Lord, let them breathe. Give them breath, in Jesus name!" 

It was real.  It was the scariest, most touching, real thing I have ever watched.  People coming together to save this infant and toddler, and each person there had their part.

One of my friends on Facebook shared it, and said her faith in humanity was restored. 

I don't disagree. It makes me feel good to see stuff like this, especially since humanity seems to be pretty divided these days.  People aren't very humane. 
But the truth is... people do noble things all the time. 
In fact, if you were to look at it from a statistics point of view...people are doing more for humanity than ever. 
People are "paying it forward" in all kinds of ways.

But those people in this video...they weren't paying it forward by footing the bill for someone's food, or giving to the homeless...not that those aren't good things to do.  But this wasn't that.  They didn't wake up and decide on this as their good deed task for the day.  They didn't plan for it. 
They all just so happened to be in the right place, at the right time. 

As I was cleaning my kitchen just 30 minutes ago, I was praying...and telling Jesus thank you.  Telling him that I see all that He's been doing. The people He has been using. Praying that those kids make a full recovery. Thanking God that the right people were there, at the right time...and in a single instant, they jumped in, and worked together--with one thing on their minds-- to save them.  Get them out.  Deliver them back to safety.  Breathing the life, back into their helpless lungs. 

I felt God's presence.  I felt him, like I often do, put a thought in my head.

"That's what I do for you."

Lost and feeling alone, helpless...drowning...Jesus swoops in, and saves me, time after time. Maybe He sends someone into my life. Or maybe He sends a wake up call. Maybe He just speaks ever-so-gently to me, like He did today.
But time and time again, He breathes the life back into me.  He gives me joy, and peace in my heart.  He saves me. 

And I'm reminded that my happiness, my goodness, my purpose, my ability to help others-- depends on my faith in Him.
Not what I can do for myself, not how I can help me, because I fail every single time. 
Humanity fails. 
Jesus doesn't.
God has a purpose for you. Maybe it's that you be at the right place, at the right time.  Maybe it's a kind word to the girl who checks your groceries out.  Maybe it's been on your heart to reach out to someone you wouldn't normally be associated with. 

You don't know the plan, but the Father does... and the scariest, most comforting part...is that the plan is subject to change.

We have free will.

So what do you choose?

With humanity's faith in the Father-- so much can happen.  Lives and souls can be saved. Hearts can be changed. Brokenness healed. 

Choose wisely. Listen.  He will guide you.

To God be the Glory.