I read of this account this morning and watched the video. Take a few moments to read and hear of the love one father had for his children in the midst of the recent tornadoes.
Tom Lee was a man who loved being a husband and father to his 13 children. When the threat of the tornadoes became imminent, he gathered his family together for prayer. Within minutes, he led his family to the den of their house and prepared for impact. As the house began falling apart and debris filling the air, Mr. Lee made the decision to throw himself over his children laying on the floor to protect them from bricks, plywood, and other life-treatening objects being hurled into the air.
Directly underneath Tom was his eldest son Jordan who looked up at his father. As he looked at his dad, he noticed blood coming out of his mouth and the breaths beginning to leave his father–the last ones spent in prayer for his family’s protection. In that moment, as he lay on top of his children, Tom Lee gave his life for his family.
Below is Jordan’s testimony of what happened that night. Here is a family with incredible physical, financial, and relational needs, but what they request prayer for is that God would be glorified through their loss and pain. What a family, what an example. May God hear and answer their prayers with exceeding abundance, according to His riches in glory.
What was on display through the heroism of Tom Lee for his family is a picture of what God has done for us in His Son, Jesus Christ. God knew that the full vent of His wrath against sin would come with greater force than the biggest tornado. The weight of justice and demand for holiness would blow away every prop and structure intended to withstand God’s wrath. Left to ourselves, we are in the direct path of the tornado of God’s judgment against our rebellion against Him.
The good news is that God did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him up for all who believe. God knew that if there would be any who would be rescued, it would be because Jesus threw Himself on the cross as a covering for all who would find sanctuary from the wrath of God. In our place, Jesus took the wrath. He had the cinder blocks of justice beat down on him. He embraced in our place the death sentence and absorbed in his body the curse that was ours. And those hidden in Christ look up and find a compassionate, sacrificial Savior, whose blood was poured out for us, and whose last breaths were filled with prayers for us.
Though the heaviness of God’s law takes us down until we are helpless on the floor, the greatness of God’s love covers us helpless ones as we are embraced, not with wrath, but with mercy. This afternoon, I have a fresh reminder of the high cost and payment for sin and to make me a child of God. And to know that the grip of my dying Savior will never let me go, no matter what future storms I face, brings me incredible comfort and peace. I hope it does for you too.