I couldn’t make myself look. My poor Jeep was being towed out the driveway and taken to the Jeep “hospital. Hopefully whatever is keeping it from cranking up will be an easy repair and she’ll be back home soon. She had no power whatsoever and was completely out of service. It would’ve made my heart sad to see her pitiful condition on the back end of a tow truck. I turned away so I wouldn’t see!
Sometimes that’s exactly how I feel – like my heart and my emotions are being carried away – maybe not on a Tow Truck, but on a Whoa Truck! I want to stop, quit, and not go on. I can’t even bear to really look in the mirror at my reflection because I know the emptiness and sorrow and powerlessness that I might see. A crushed spirit, overwhelming burdens, too busy schedules, and the cares of others can all have impact on my heart, needing the repair that only the Lord can bring.
My “hospital” is my prayer closet. Oh, the Surgeon’s hands are so gentle. He always patiently sits and listens as I pour out my list of ailments. He administers the healing with His Word, His love, His comfort. After praying to Him, I sit and listen. In the quiet He speaks words of peace to my heart. He brings His Word to mind. In the stillness He speaks. The tears that have come are wiped away and in time I’m ready, once again to be back in service. No more emptiness – He fills me and empowers me to move forward. I don’t like the down times of my car or my heart, but you know, without times of weakness, I would be dependent on my own strength.
It takes the tow truck pulling up to make you really appreciate being able to jump in your car and GO! It takes times of spiritual weakness to make you really appreciate the Spirit’s enabling you to serve Him. Without Him, we’d just be sitting idle on the back end of a Whoa Truck! I know where I’d rather be!
How about you? Do you ever want to quit? Don’t throw in the towel, run to your Quiet place and let the Lord recharge your spiritual batteries!
Thanks for letting me give you an honest, raw look from my porch!
With love and a charged battery,