Last Wednesday I found myself sitting right in the middle of a 4-lane highway with a fire truck, and police car, and a state patrol sitting behind me--lights flashing like fireworks. What was the reason? I ran out of gas. Literally, nothing, nada, bone dry, no fuel! With not even enough fumes left to pull into the median, I sat in the middle of the road with my 3 kids in the backseat, and we waited on a good samaritan to come along with a gas can. As a 35 year old mother and educator, you would think I would know better, right?!
What's the lesson here? Well, clearly I was so busy and frantic rushing to get to my destination that I neglected to heed the warning signal flashing on my dash.
I think this has application for us on a larger scale. Let's not forget to fill ourselves up as we go about our daily duties of parenting or teaching! My mom reminds me often of the Scripture in Philippians 2:17, "My life is being poured out as a part of the sacrifice and service [I offer to God] for your faith. Yet, I am filled with joy, and I share that joy with all of you." Pouring ourselves out in service to others is without a doubt a noble calling, but let's stop to refuel along the way! Let's make sure that we have enough joy, peace, and love to pour out on others around us. Have a great week! Shannon :-)
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