This post is written to link with Five Minute Friday: write for five minutes on a one-word prompt. The prompt today is “crowd.”
This prompt reminds me of the time I almost died in a fight with a dragon! (Don’t worry, I’ll explain!)
The thing is, we never intended to be there. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. We were just caught up by the crowd.
I was with my band, playing at a festival in Belgium and, after a busy couple of days of playing, we finally had a few hours off, so a group of us decided to walk into town to have a look around.
It seemed extremely busy, but after all there was a festival on, and we had no idea what to expect, so we kept on going, towards the town square.
As we got close, it all happened very quickly.
Suddenly the crowd behind us surged forwards, pushing into us, almost knocking us off our feet in their desperation to get close to what was happening in the middle of the square. We had no choice but to surge forwards with them.
And there is was, in the middle of the square- the dragon, which looked something like a giant piñata!
We had no idea at the time what the fuss was about, but we learned later that people believe if they get some of the dragon’s hair it will bring them luck in the coming year. There were men actually wrestling with one another in their attempts to get close to the dragon!
We thought this might be a good moment to leave, but our efforts were foiled by the arrival of St George!
(I have yet to understand why a festival in Belgium involves a re-enactment of St George slaying the dragon, but apparently that’s the yearly routine!)
This was the point at which it got truly scary.
St George had to ride through the crowd on a horse, so the security people needed to clear a path. They did this by linking arms in a line and charging at the crowd to push us back.
I don’t like crowds at the best of times, but with the security people pushing us one way and the crowd still pushing us the other way, trying to get close to the dragon, we were crushed in the middle. I felt I was being squashed from all sides and I was really struggling to draw a breath. At one point I genuinely thought I was going to die there.
Fortunately we managed to find our way out to a place where we could breathe freely. As the crowd continued to fight their way towards the dragon, we sat at a distance taking some time to recover and eat some ice cream, vowing that we were going to find out more about what was actually happening before venturing into the town square again!
Looking back, it’s a fun story to tell, but it’s also a reminder of how easy it is to be swept along by the crowd and how it can get us into situations we never intended, that may even be dangerous.
This was the case for the Israelites as they settled in the Promised Land. As I read through the book of Judges this summer I was struck by how, time and time again, they were caught up in what the crowd around them were doing, instead of being faithful to God.
It’s a reminder, and a challenge, that as Christians we are not meant to follow the crowd, but to follow God. We are not meant to be swept away by what everyone else is doing, but we are meant to keep our eyes fixed firmly on him.
That is the path to life.
“Don’t copy the behaviour and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think.” (Romans 12:2 NLT)
Your story is riveting. I can imagine it and feel the frenzy. It is a perfect analogy to what it feels like to be swept away emotionally by a popular notion or philosophy.
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Thanks, Gabriele! Glad you liked the analogy!
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I love it when you share stories related to your band life!
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Thanks, Michele! It has certainly given me some great material for writing!
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Oh my goodness! I’m not a crowd person either. What a story (and what a tradition!?!) Thanks for the vivid reminder of not being swept away with the crowd when we are to stay near to Christ!
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Thanks, Bethany! It is a strange tradition. I’d love to know why they do that!
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How frightening! My only traumatic crowd experience happened in Spain. I’ve avoided giant crowds every since. It’s easy to get caught up in the FB crowd or the Twitter crowd though, isn’t it? And just as dangerous.
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Giant crowds can so easily get out of control and yes, that’s true online as well. It’s so important to stay alert and not just get swept away by what others are doing!
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Oh. Your story gave me the sense of a panic attack – just reading it. I’m not sure how you managed. And to now say, “it is a fun story to tell!” Oh my….
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I definitely was panicking at the time! I can see the funny side looking back though!
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Wow; that sounds like a scary time! I remember getting swept up in a crowd on the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. It was the 50th anniversary and my husband and I got separated in the huge crowd. I love how you brought us back to the book of Judges and how we can learn from them.
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That must have been scary too. Getting separated from the people we know in a big crowd is never fun!
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Gracious! How crazy! What a story to tell!! I’m sure you do have a whole host of stories to share from being in a band – did you travel all over? Your FMF neighbor 😉
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Thanks for visiting! I have played at all kinds of weird and wonderful events but haven’t actually travelled that much. Mainly around Scotland (where I live) and also England, France and Belgium. I think that trip to Belgium was the most memorable!
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Wow! So crazy! You deserved ice cream after all that. I’m over in the 33 spot this week.
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The ice cream was definitely needed!
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Visiting from the FMF community. Everybody has a story to tell … some have more than one! Entertaining story with a touch of scriptural wisdom. Nice message.
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Thanks for visiting! Yes, we all have stories. I love when God can use them to teach us too!
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What a crazy story! I think I would have curled into the fetal position and cried if I had been in your shoes. Such a good, practical illustration of how important it is to stick with God and not get swept along. Thank you for sharing this!
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Thanks, Marie! I was pretty close to crying, but if I’d curled into the fetal position I’d definitely have been trampled! Glad you liked the illustration!
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Well, I am terrified of closed spaces and the feeling of being trapped! I literally felt as if I couldn’t breathe while I read your story! I’m pretty sure it would have done me in BUT what a perfect way to illustrate and warn us of finding ourselves moving the wrong direction because we followed the crowd or even just got too close to the crowd! Love this lesson, Lesley! Thanks for sharing it, Cindy
PS What kind of band were you in and are you still in it?😊
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Thanks, Cindy! Sorry if it made you feel panicky! It’s a wind band/ marching band and yes, I’m still in it!
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Cindy, your story combined with Biblical truth, reads like a parable. Thanks. 🙂
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Lesley, my apologies for renaming you, Cindy. 😉
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No problem! 🙂
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Thanks, Esther!
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