When I was growing up in California in the ‘50s, I remember
my parents driving into gas stations, winding down the car window and saying to
the attendant – who usually ran out to the car – ‘fill ‘er up’.
The cheerful attendant would position the nozzle into the
tank and get it filling and while it was humming away, he would open the hood
(bonnet) and check the oil and water. Then he would wash the windshields
(windscreens) front and back.
If they asked, he would check the air in the tires (tyres).
Then Mom or Dad would hand over probably about $10 and drive
off.
Changed days. Of course I live in Scotland now, but it’s
pretty much the same as California. Drive into the gas (petrol) station, maybe
waiting a few minutes behind other cars lining (queuing) up, finally get to the
pump and get out of the car (in Scotland, often in the rain and wind). Swipe
your credit card – in CA punch in your zip code, in Scotland punch in your PIN
number – choose the grade of fuel and begin pumping. If the windscreen is
particularly dirty you might take the time to wash it with the squeegee and
bubbly water on the forecourt. Never bother to check oil or water – you have to
do that at home.
And air in the tires? Sure, if you want to check it yourself
over there at the side of the station, but you need the correct coins. Air, in
Scotland, comes at a price.
What I love about God is that I can slip into my prayer
alcove, slump or lounge or sit up straight and ask him to simply, ‘fill ‘er up’.
He just loves that, I think: for us to come to him with no prayer agenda, no
particular requests, just to sit down and wait for him to speak to us – maybe through
the Bible, maybe through our senses, imaginations, or a still small voice in
our inner beings - to refill our empty
tanks, to clean the lenses of our vision, to fill us again with the breath of
his Holy Spirit.
Mindfulness has all the attention right now, being
incorporated into school and work schedules, being touted by the rich and
famous, but in fact, Christians have known about the benefits of individual time
apart, in silence, waiting, for eons.
Don’t run on empty today. Ask the Lord to ‘fill ‘er up’.
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