In the Journey of Life don’t run Low on Fuel
Our white Lumina was traveling nicely along
the highway with our family tucked inside.
We had been having a nice trip – so far!
I’m not even sure where we were driving to,
but I believe it was Siloam Springs. None the less,
we had left Louisiana in the day time and now
it was dark.
I noticed the fuel gauge dipping lower and lower
toward empty. Being “the man in charge” I had
calculated in my mind how far I could go before
I needed to fill up again. But I didn’t realize the
rural route I was taking (to shave off a few miles!)
didn’t have a lot of gas stations.
Well, my blood pressure was going higher and higher
and I was getting more nervous by the minute.
The family didn’t help much. They kept saying,
or at least were thinking, “I told you so. . .” And the
worst part about running out of gas is doing it at night –
in the country – where it’s really dark.
[I could imagine seeing the Bates Motel nearby or
hearing chainsaws cranking up in the woods. Too many
scary movies?]
at night when it’s dark, including fear? I have.
Children who are sick seem to get sicker at night.
Your house, or even a church building, creaks
and groans and makes different noises at night.
“Lions, tigers and bears, oh my!”
In the Journey of Life don’t run Low on Fuel
Now, back to the story.
The needle of the gas gauge was buried behind
the E symbol. Fear was taking hold of me.
Fear of the unknown. Fear of “What if?”
Fear of humiliation and embarrassment in
front of my family. Fear of walking down a
dark road to a stranger’s house hoping to
borrow a gallon of gas. Besides feeling sick
to my stomach I was doing a lot of praying!
Finally, we found a gas station that was open
in a small town and I was able to purchase the fuel we needed.
The moral of this story: Going down Life’s Highway can sometimes be scary! Many times your journey will seem dark, full of the unknown and “What ifs.” Take a lesson from me and keep fueled up.
How’s your journey?
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