Have you ever searched for a dead body?

I admit the question is a bit odd.  “Have you ever searched for a dead body?”  

When I was a  young man, I was at a lake when everyone started running around on the shore  crazy-like.  It turns out they had a reason to.  A boy was missing and suspected of having drowned somewhere close to shore. 

They were putting a search line together to try and find the boy.  Everyone stretched out close together in a line and entered the water.  The leader was hoping we would stumble upon the boy soon enough to save him. 

I didn’t know the boy and I really had conflicting emotions.  I hoped with all my heart someone would find the boy, but I also hoped with all my heart I wouldn’t be the one to stumble on the body. 

I think we as Christians often find ourselves obligated to do the right thing, but not really enjoying the situation we find ourselves in.  It all boils down to obedience…