It was my fault. I pulled in too close to a kerb and
impacted it with the passenger tire. I had a bad feeling about it so asked Don
to check the pressure.
Well, actually, I didn’t ask him for a few days because I
just forgot, and then when I looked at it it looked ok. It wasn’t ok though, so
he decided to use the foot pump to top up the pressure inside.
He was pumping away merrily when suddenly the gizmo that
clips onto the tire blew off with great force, further deflating the tire
rather than inflating it!
Sometimes in life, the very thing which we think is going to
help us ends up undermining us in some way.
Funny this should happen on Pentecost weekend, the weekend
the church commemorates the coming of the Holy Spirit into every individual who
trusts Jesus as saviour and Lord. The Holy Spirit came like a mighty wind to
those first disciples gathered in the upper room. Not so much inflated as
elated, they spilled out onto the street praising God in a host of different
languages.
The great thing about the Holy Spirit is that we don’t need
any special gizmo to attach to God to sort of download him; we just pray and
ask to be filled, again and again, because perhaps a little like a car’s tire,
the Spirit gets spent when life delivers a blow to us. Paul recommends we go on
being filled with the Holy Spirit, because he is the source of power, wisdom
and comfort.
Don’t run your life as if you’re driving with a soft tire;
it’ll be expensive on fuel and you won’t be the powerhouse you’re meant to be.
Go on being filled.
Now, off to the garage ... (and yes, I know you spell it tyre over here ... but it's just not right)
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