The most difficult place to be is when you feel like you need to give out but have nothing really to give. Writers call it writer's block. Athletes call it a slump. In the church we call it a "desert". Suddenly the white space of the document becomes your enemy. All the sudden the lines of the field or court become intimidating. And everyday spiritual disciplines such as reading your bible, prayer, even church attendance can feel like daunting tasks. No matter what the title or category of life it comes from, it is all the same -- unfulfilling.
I have this horrible habit of driving my truck not just until it dings and flashes the miniature orange-lit gas pump on my dash. No, I push it to the limit of watching the needle dance with the letter E as if it was the Seasame Street letter of the day. "Today's stall on this 4 lane divided highway is brought to you by the letter E." Well thanks Elmo, like I needed to hear it from a Muppet!
Sometimes life feels like that gas needle. We watch the mojo of our life slowly and gradually lessen, knowing all along we need to fill the tank up with what keeps us going. Writer must continue to read and write, baseball players continue to swing, and followers of Jesus, continue to follow. While filling my truck is easy, yet incredibly costly, re-filling our tanks in life is not always so. When I pump 10 gallons into my truck instantaneously the needle climbs up over the 1/2 marker and comfort is restored. But re-filling our spiritual tank does not always yield the instantaneous results of a stop at the Shell Station. Sometimes we pour in bible reading, pour in worship, pour in prayer - yet we still feel out of gas.
So my best advice -- keep going to the station and topping off the tank. In plain language keep doing the things that keep you fresh both emotionally and spiritually. The writer James in the bible said it so profoundly simple: "draw near to God and God will draw near to you." If we are honest with ourselves a spiritual empty tank is simply the feeling that God is distant. Oddly enough, God promised never to leave us.
When the tank is low frequent the station more often. My mom tells me that my truck will get better mileage if I keep it filled up. Maybe life is that way too. Maybe we are better served when we never get to the point of "E".

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