I ran upstairs to wake Mike (it was midnight) and he worked on it for an hour. He finally found a Google page where you could request their help to recover your account. We submitted the request and prayed. I fell asleep helpless and hopeless with puffy eyes, a stuffy nose, and a tear-stained pillow.
Rescued and recovered. Helped and Hopeful. Simple as that.
I keep thinking about how I couldn't fix my error on my own. No matter what I did or tried, it didn't work. No matter what Mike did for me, it didn't work. Isn't that like our life without Christ?! We can't save ourselves no matter what we say or do. No one else can save us either. We need a rescuer. What is even more amazing is that Christ died on the cross for us "while we were yet sinners" (Romans 5:8).
We don't deserve the gift of eternal life, but God gives it freely to anyone who believes, admits their sin, and commits to living their life for God's honor and glory.
Rescued and recovered. Helped and Hopeful. For eternity.