My Husband Needed a Savior

My husband is quite the traveler for our company.  With all the weeks he has to spend away in hotel rooms he has his own little routine.  He finds a good hotel with a restaurant, good TV, and clean sheets.  Next is to unpack and inspect the room service menu.  His favorite go to dinner is usually fish and chips, it’s something he doesn’t get at home.

While he waits for his yummy dinner, he gets all set up with a good show to watch which is usually a movie we haven’t seen together and one that I have no desire to see.  He knows he will get to watch in peace and quiet without me asking questions or saying how dumb the show is.

Once the food arrives he strips down to his undies, gets in bed and puts a bath towel over his lap to catch the drips and settles in for dinner and a movie

Given his pension for fish and chips he always puts the room service tray with all the stinky plates outside the door for them to pick up after his is finished.   So true to his habit he opened the door and leaned out to put the tray out for them to pick up so his room won’t stink.

But tonight he had to reach out farther than usual and just as he set the tray down, his door closed behind him and he was stuck outside his room in nothing but those beautiful boxers!

In his panic he quickly tip toed down the hallway darting from corner to corner in case someone should show up he could find some cover in a doorway.  Finally he found a house phone close to the elevator which had a chair where he could crouch down and hide behind.

He quickly called the front desk explaining that he had locked himself out of his room and needed help.  They responded that it was no problem, just come down and they would give him another key.  He stuttered as he explained to them that this was impossible due to his mistakes he was exposed and not presentable to go before the desk cleark.  He needed a savior to rescue him.  A male savior to be exact.

So one was sent who quickly rescued him and let him into his room, where there he could cover himself so he could go to the person at the front desk to get a new key card.

This story however funny reminded me how we all need a savior.  We have made mistakes and we are unacceptable to go to the front desk to meet God.  It took someone to help us and cover our sins, to make us presentable so we can go to the front desk of God.  Our mistakes were exposed and uncovered.  It took a sacrifice to come to us, to cover us, to prepare us to go before God. Someone to cover our mistakes up and free us to walk unashamed before God.