I knew something wasn’t right.
Though I hoped it was all in my imagination, the next curve in the road confirmed it. Something was definitely wrong.
I drove behind Luke on a road we both knew well. We’d traveled this road many times. This particular day, both of our cars pulled trailers loaded up with all of life’s supplies, as we rolled towards a new place to call home for a while. But just minutes into our move, I noticed an unsettling situation …
“Every time we take a turn or hit a bump I feel like I lose control of the car,” I reported to Luke.
Of course, he assumed I was exaggerating, so we switched cars so he could feel it for himself. One bump later, we looked for a place to pull over.
“It’s loaded wrong,” he groaned.
In our haste to leave, we threw everything in without a plan. We put the lightest things in first and left the heaviest pieces for last. Turns out that’s a bad combination.
Lately, my life has felt a lot like that trailer. The day’s duties and demands, time with God and my family … they all get thrown into my soul without considering what goes in first. But I’ve discovered,
When I load my life wrong, the load leads me.
As I go through my day, the road feels shaky. The load of life seems to control me. My heart beats faster and fear fills my journey. I tighten my grip and try to direct my days without much luck.
Even if all of the right things are loaded into my life, when I set my sights on where I’m going and forget how important it is to “load” my days the right way, the load still leads me. And I ride down the road anxious about the next bump or turn.
That day on our journey, the only thing we could do was unload and start over.
A local post office set the stage for our impromptu unpacking. Within minutes several ladies crossed the street super enthusiastic about stumbling across a garage sale. Moments later a post office official approached us to tell us it’s illegal to host a garage sale on their property.
We assured them all we would be reloading as fast as possible, although at that moment I’m pretty sure Luke would have given it all to the highest bidder.
Sometimes carrying our load correctly takes more than just rearranging. Sometimes we need to completely unload and start over.
It’s tempting, when life feels shaky, to look for the easy fix. Move a few things around and try to get back on course. But, too often, rearranging will only delay the inevitable. To truly move from rattled to resting in God’s plan, we will likely need to unload everything and start over.
God reminded me of a time when no matter how much I had to do, I started each morning — before the sun rose — on my knees with my husband. We handed over our burdens to God, determined to surrender to His way and stand in His strength.
I made time in God’s Word a priority, not an afterthought. I took God seriously when He said, “Pray constantly” (1 Thessalonians 5:17, HCSB). And that changed everything.
No longer did the load demand my attention. No longer did the load lead me. No longer did I grip the day in fear of the next bump or turn. Instead, I settled into my God-given assignments with confidence.
Is it time to unload and start over? Let’s not let life’s load lead us for one more day. Instead, let’s walk with confidence the established steps God prepares for us.
The heart of man plans his way, but the LORD establishes his steps.” Proverbs 16:9 (ESV)
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