Monday, February 2, 2009

Anyone Else Ever Get Stuck in an Icy Rut?

I got stuck in the icy slush on my driveway last week. There I sat spinning my wheels. I could not move forward. I could not pull out. Part of my van was still in the road. I sat there listening to my tires spin, not sure what to do. I realized I could not leave my van in that spot, even though MOST of it was in the driveway.

Welcome to the parable of my life right now. I've been spinning my wheels lately and not going very far. I'm not interested in going back, but I don't seem to be making much progress moving forward. I have this head knowledge of Christ's love for me that somehow has a hard time penetrating my heart. While the gift of His love is free for all to receive it still costs something. I must spend time pursuing Him to know of this precious love....trying to do this during a time when I feel pulled in so many directions can be just like spinning the wheels on the icy driveway.

Well, I got out of my van and started to shovel away the ice that was in the way. It wasn't difficult, but it took me several attempts. And, I got a little messy. Sort of like how I need to clear away the things that hold me back from a more intimate relationship with Christ.

Interestingly enough, I was finally able to pull back out of the driveway and then on my next attempt I was ready. I pulled in from the other direction, gunned it and made it into the driveway. Perhaps in His infinite affections for us, He is the God of second chances (and, third, etc...) Who wants us to back up and evaluate where we went wrong, so we don't go there again.

But, He doesn't leave us stuck there.

I don't know about you, but I want to live each day in complete and total submission of His will. I'll only know what that is if I spend the time getting to know Him better.


Classic MaMa said...

I love how you used your real life example and explained a spiritual truth. :)

Beautiful Grace said...

I was stuck last week as well, after multiple attempts, I resigned myself to the position in which I had gotten myself. I sat there in my van, in the icy slush and waited. Then I tried again, and I was free. This metaphor fits my life. Thanks for sharing!

The Gang's Momma said...

Great life metaphor!

Oh, I had the craziest dream last night. The Boss and I were moving into a house that you guys were leaving.

All the neighbors kept dropping by with stuff that they couldn't keep, didn't want, etc. Between all the kids everywhere, your boxes of stuff going out, our boxes of stuff trying to go in, AND the neighbors dropping off their stuff, I woke up in a cold sweat!

Sadly, I think this might also be some sort of metaphor. Or a result of watching a really stressful show just before bed.