Today I was driving in my truck up a busy street,
talking out loud to God, as I sometimes do.
I glanced down at my gas gauge for the 10th time only to see
that I was still on empty, and the orange glow of the warning
light was still very much glowing at me.
I had been telling God that I didn’t know what to do and that I
was in need of His wisdom.
My car insurance was due yesterday,
my truck payment is 3 months overdue,
my cell phone was turned off,
(I suffer from anxiety and panic attacks so that is a big one
I am on medical disability for my anxiety, no job and very broke.
I explained to God that something really needed to change,
and that I am at my end and can’t do this anymore.
Now, let me explain something to you.
I believe in God. I attend an awesome church but not as
regularly as I should. I have a Bible but don’t pick it up to
read it as often as I should. I have so many opportunities to
attend small group studies with my church and even get togethers,
but I don’t.
That’s when it hit me.
I was running on empty.
My spiritual Warning Light has been glowing orange for months now,
and I have just kept on going; filling up just enough to get
me by, like I do with my gas tank, fill up with just $10.00
worth of gas to get me to the next week.
I didn’t get the meaning of it until today. It hit me.