>> Tuesday, September 24, 2013
My car has a very important letter on it…a T…which stands for turbo. When my husband, John, and I drove to Banff, Canada in July, we had fun with that turbo. We traveled on mostly two lane roads, in the mountains, with passing lanes few and far between. No matter who was driving, when we needed to pass, we would yell “turbo time” and press on the accelerator. Passing quickly was a cinch.
My car is designed for spurts of power.
Now let’s talk about a recent evening when John and I…along with another couple…traveled about 30 miles away for an evening of fun. It was 10:30 when we headed home. We passed a sign that said “14 miles to Kennewick”. John glanced at his dashboard where it tells him how many miles of gasoline he has left.
Big problem. It said “six”.
Instead of hitting the accelerator, he immediately slowed below the speed limit, cars zooming past us. Each time the road had a little downward slope; he put the car in neutral. We glided through the dark, watching the number on the dashboard go from six to five to four to three. It said two when we saw the lights of Kennewick in the distance…and the road was almost all down hill to get there.
We coasted to the nearest filling station.
Isn’t life like that? There are times when we need a turbo boost, expending enormous amounts of energy in a brief period of time. When that situation is over, we return to our regular pace of life. Then there are other times when we are low on fuel and need to conserve all the energy we have. We feel like life is passing us by as we cope with an illness or death. But in the distance we can see lights…and a re-fueling station.
We can rest in Him…the Light of the world. He will supply us with exactly what we need when we need it.
“You are the Light of the world.” Matthew 5:14a (NIV) “You revive my drooping head; my cup brims with blessing.” Psalm 23:5b (MSG)