hold up your empty glass and to make it known that it needs filling. Instead though, I find that we hide our empty glasses, ashamed of them.
Today is my last day before my Boundary Waters trip. I am leaving tomorrow with my pastor and two other friends to head into the wilderness for an entire week. Among the emotions I’m feeling, are; enthralled. Excited. Expectant. Maybe even a little bit scared.
I’ve been up there once before, but that was nearly twenty years ago. Heaven knows I’m not in the kind of shape I was in then. Will I be worn out prematurely? Will I be able to run if I have to? There are bears you know… Will I be too cold at night? What if it rains? Last year, the same group who went, said that it snowed on one of their days. I have to admit… that doesn’t sound enjoyable in the slightest. I hope to at least be catching fish if the weather isn’t accommodating. That will make up for any hail, sleet or fireballs from Heaven, should they intrude.
But part of me also feels a bit discouraged… a bit watered-down, or perhaps, like a dead battery. I need to be charged. Lately I’ve felt like life hasn’t been supplying me with enough… whatever it is. Excitement? Surprises? Fulfillment? You know what I mean. Maybe what I’m referring to is spiritual renewal. I feel long overdue for my regular dose of that.
I think of that verse in the psalms; Revive me, O Lord, for Your name’s sake! For Your righteousness’ sake bring my soul out of trouble.
This resonates with me more than I’d regularly like to admit. Why, I’m not sure. You’d think that when you’re feeling empty, you’d be in a big hurry to hold up your empty glass and to make it known that it needs filling. Instead though, I find that we hide our empty glasses, ashamed of them. We puff out our chests and wear fake smiles, the emptier we get.
Anyway, I want to admit that now… I feel somewhat empty. Lord… revive me… for Your name’s sake. For your righteousness’ sake bring my soul out of trouble. Amen.
I hope for some encouragement in these next few days that I can share with you. I pray that God gives your battery a charge, if you’re anything like me.
Scripture reading: Psalm 143:11 (NKJV)