Sunday, March 08, 2009

being prepared.

Today I was lounging around after church, trying to decide what to do with the rest of my evening. I was thinking about what I needed to do to prepare for a conference I am going to be speaking at tomorrow, when I remembered out of the blue that I had RSVP'd for a special dinner and prayer for the speakers of the conference... and I had to be there in ONE HOUR.

I had already changed into my Sunday afternoon uniform (ooooh sweet yoga pants!) so I had to really get movin.' I ran up to my room, put on some decent-ish clothes, threw on some makeup and raked a brush through my hair, and headed for the door. Of course, when I jumped in my car, I was greeted with a familiar beep from the computer in the console warning that I had only 50 miles left in my gas tank. No problem, the conference center is only 13 miles from my home... off I went.

The dinner was nice, a great time of prayer, but soon the time change caught up with me, and I excused myself and left for home. I called my hubby to tell him I was on the way, and was just about to let him know that I was low on gas (yes, I'm a spoiled BRAT whose husband keeps her gas tank filled, what?) when I turned my key in the ignition. It started to start, then died.

I tried again. It started! Then died.

Oh, dear.

J sprang into action, of course. He was getting dressed to come rescue me when I let him know that I was low-ish on gas, but was parked on a pretty severe incline, and did he think that could cause the problem? He thought I was probably onto something, so grabbed a full gas can he had reserved in a secure place, and ran to my rescue.

A few minutes later, he arrived. Sure enough, it was a gas issue (the twelve year old boy in me just cracked up) and soon I was on the way home. I praised God that J had the foresight to have the gas on hand so he could hurry and rescue me on a cold (for CA) night.

As I was driving home, my mind wandered to the story in the Bible (in Mark 9) that tells of when Jesus comes and finds His disciples unable to cast a demon out of a boy. Jesus tells them that these kind of demons only come out by prayer and fasting... but at that point the disciples hadn't time to fast- they had immediate ministering to do.

I've heard a few commentators theorize that Jesus meant that the disciples needed to be praying and fasting in preparation for times like these. I agree that it's likely that Jesus was warning them (and us through them) that we need to be girding up in good times so we will be well armed for the tough times.

That certainly was well-illustrated tonight. There was no way for me to know I was going to run out of gas this evening. I still had nearly 40 miles worth of gas in my car, there was no reason for me to think I was going to be stranded. However, like life, this parking lot had an unexpected incline. Because my husband had made sure he was prepared, he didn't have to waste precious minutes going to fill the gas tank- it was already ready.

What a blessing he was able to be for me... and what a blessing we can be for hurting people we encounter, for those who have found those unexpected inclines in life. We can only be effective, though, when we have been making sure we are spiritually filled, before the emergency... 'cause when we come across them it's too late to hurry to go and get filled first.

Praise the Lord, He's ready and able to do the filling. We only need to come and drink.

O God, you are my God;
I earnestly search for you.
My soul thirsts for you;
my whole body longs for you
in this parched and weary land
where there is no water.
Psalm 63:1



Jenster said...

Great post, HisGirl. And glad I am you have a hero amongst you who was prepared!!

Melissa @ Breath of Life said...

What a blessing your husband must be! I'm TERRIBLE about putting gas in the car.

And isn't it just like God to give us an object lesson to whack us in the head when we need it?!

Vindiciti said...

For some reason, that makes me think of the PWOC Board theme from last year when I was on the board.

Matthew 25
The Parable of the Ten Virgins
1"At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. 2Five of them were foolish and five were wise. 3The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. 4The wise, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. 5The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep.

6"At midnight the cry rang out: 'Here's the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!'

7"Then all the virgins woke up and trimmed their lamps. 8The foolish ones said to the wise, 'Give us some of your oil; our lamps are going out.'

9" 'No,' they replied, 'there may not be enough for both us and you. Instead, go to those who sell oil and buy some for yourselves.'

10"But while they were on their way to buy the oil, the bridegroom arrived. The virgins who were ready went in with him to the wedding banquet. And the door was shut.

11"Later the others also came. 'Sir! Sir!' they said. 'Open the door for us!'

12"But he replied, 'I tell you the truth, I don't know you.'

13"Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour.

His Girl said...

Jenster- he IS a hero
Melissa- it totally is just like Him
Vindiciti- WOW. great connection. I hadn't even considered that. wonderful!

Cheryl Wray said...

Wonderful post, and how sweet is your husband!

truth said...

To have enough oil to burn through the long nights...

Tina said...

Great post. I really did read it. I was good.

But, I couldn't get over the word COLD in there. Come on.... you know your definition there is relative. :)

I. know. cold.

Carpoolqueen said...

Your husband rocks. And I thought about the virgins, too!

Gretchen said...

Looooove it. How precious is it that you can draw on scripture in the most ordinary, mundane, or unusual circumstances?!


BTW, your husband is amazing, too.

Brandy said...

This is why you are a good blogger, because you live this.

Sing4joy said...

When are you going to publish these in a book?