I'm watching FoxNews and those trapped Chilean miners are FINALLY being rescued. I haven't blogged about the plight of those trapped men but I've thought about them off and on ever since I heard about their plight. When their story first made the news the men's prospects for a fairly quick rescue were rather grim. It was reported that they wouldn't be saved for about four months. I remember shuddering at the thought of being trapped underground, where God knows what can happen, for four months. Now, however, the men are at last being rescued after being underground for "only" a little over two months.
I'm so happy to see this miracle unfold. And it's not just the miracle of the rescue; it's the miracle of people all over the world pulling and praying for these men, strangers to them, connected to them only by their common humanity. It reminds me of the rescue of Baby Jessica over twenty years ago. The world seemed to come to a stop then, too, and the only thing that mattered was the safe retrieval of an 18-month-old baby trapped in a well. Humanity showed its best face then, and it's doing so again now.
I'm one of those people pulling and praying for those 33 men in that mine. Their safe rescue will be a huge blessing to them and their families. God bless the rescuers, God bless the miners, and God bless the human race for acting human.