On our way home from our community group last night, we were driving down 75 and passed a guy in a suit broken down on the side of the road. He had set up bright orange reflectors several feet away from his SUV so other cars could see him in the distance. He was talking on the phone, most likely to get help.
I looked over at Jeremiah. “Man that guy was prepared. Why don’t I have those cool reflectors in the back of my car, ready to pull out when I need them?”
A few months ago I had already experienced running out of gas on 75 during rush hour. And it wasn’t fun.
I then started to think about being prepared in my own life and more specifically in my faith. Sometimes I live each day forgetting that I am on mission and that I’m a part of a much larger story that God is writing. I forget that one day, I will meet my King and Savior face to face. Sometimes I forget to be about His business, and not my own. And way too often I forget that the only way I can prepare is to trust in Him to direct my steps (Proverbs 16:9).
Because I know that one day he’s returning or either I will meet him before then, I don’t want to waste my life on things that aren’t a part of his plan. I don’t want to be caught twiddling my thumbs or arguing over petty things. Because when it’s all said and done, none of that will matter anymore. The only thing that will matter is knowing Jesus and making his glory known. And one day, I’ll be held accountable for how I choose to spend my time here on earth.
I want to be ready.
I’m sure eventually the business man on the interstate was able to get on the road again. And I’m sure the motive behind his readiness was not for the sake of being prepared, but so his life would be preserved.
