Life has recently felt a bit disjointed, a little crazy, a little out of control, and a lot nonstop for me. When I arose this morning, I felt run-down and a bit like an over-done steak. Ever been there? Are you there right now?
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matthew 11:28-30, The Message)
Once, I ran out of gas driving my little blue Subaru in the days when I was first teaching school. That was way before cell phones. It wasn’t dark, but it was close. I was on my way home from school and just about half a mile from my exit on Interstate 95 when the car sputtered, puttered, and I guided it off the road as it rolled to a stop. Yep, the needle was below “E” if that’s possible.
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I sat for a few minutes, wondering what to do. I decided to get out and walk to the exit ramp, go to the Exxon station and call my daddy. Before I took more than ten steps, a pick-up truck slowed down and pulled up in front of my car. It was the grandfather of one of my students (and the janitor at Eastover-Central Elementary School). Once I told him what the problem was, he advised me to get back in the car, lock it, and he’d be right back. In about twenty minutes, he was back with a full gas can and poured it all into my gas tank. The car started right up. He wouldn’t even let me pay him! Leon Patterson was an angel that day. (As I later found out, he couldn’t really afford to be as generous as he’d been that October afternoon. So, I made sure he always got extra goodies from me at Christmas and any other holidays that came throughout the year.)
I could have run out of gas on another road or at a different place along the highway that Mr. Patterson might never have passed. Or I could have been driving my parents’ car that day, which Mr. Patterson would never have recognized. But it was just the right spot and in the car Mr. Patterson knew belonged to me. He found me along a highway in a situation that could have been dangerous. In my heart, I know God sent me Leon Patterson that day.
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God sees us running around under our own steam. He sees that our tanks are getting to that dangerous “below empty” level. He’s just waiting for us to run out of gas and turn to Him for strength and solace and comfort — to give up the burden and take His lightness to our souls.
So, today — even though there was a storm raging in my heart — I just took a little time for Him. I let Kelly run a couple of errands for me on his way home from work instead of dragging myself out of the house to do it. I sang as I swept the kitchen (and grimaced at the amount of dirt that can accumulate in just a couple of days) and in between songs, I spent a lot of time praying. I sat down and played hymns on the piano. I listened to my favorite Christian radio stations.
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And Natalie Grant was singing my song. So, I thought I’d share it with you, even though it’s late. Who knows? Even though the calm has finally come to my house, the storm may be raging at yours. Just remember God made those winds, and He can control them. Just let Him.
“Hurricane” (Natalie Grant)
- Natalie Grant- Hurricane #23-August (youngsavedandfree.wordpress.com)
- “Hurricane” Natalie Grant (anicolai11.wordpress.com)
- In Plain Sight: Natalie Grant working on project to raise awareness of human trafficking (crossrhythms.co.uk)
- Natalie Grant at Love Life Women’s Conference (fox2now.com)