I have noticed there are two types of people when the low fuel light appears in your car. 1. “Oh no! I’ve got to stop and get gas now.” 2. “I’m good. I think I can get about 20 more miles.”
Unfortunately, I’m person #2. Some of you may be shocked by this. If you’re not, you know me well.
Why do we put things off? Why do we see how far we can go before we have to finally give in and do what we need to do?
My family and the kitchen garbage immediately come to my mind. Sometimes I think they are trying to replicate the Leaning Tower of Pisa in my very own kitchen. Seriously!!! How much garbage can they cram into the trash can before it topples over everywhere. This is not Jenga, people!
We not only put off things we don’t want to do, but we also, as humans, put off what we are intimidated by, or simply unsure if we can do it.
I always hear people say they don’t understand why everyone doesn’t take the step and surrender their lives to God. They don’t understand why they would put it off.
For me, I wrestled with this decision. I knew I wanted to take that step. I knew I wanted to surrender my life to God. This was a decision I wasn’t going to take lightly. I didn’t go to church often growing up, and when I did, I saw all of the Christians around me, and they seemed to have it altogether, the songs, the scriptures, the stories, the prayers.
I remember sitting in a Sunday school class, sweating with anxiety, because I didn’t want anyone to know how little I knew. When the preacher would say, “Oh, this is a story everyone knows…” I wanted to cry, “No, I really don’t know!” It was embarrassing to admit. I felt ashamed. It was so stressful trying to cover up how little I knew, how unequipped I really was.
I have always wondered how many others felt the way I did.
So, sometimes we put things off out of dread, but sometimes, it just feels a little scary. We don’t feel equipped, so we tell ourselves we’re not ready.
When I used to run long distances, I would psych myself out before I even began. I had a friend tell me one time, “Don’t focus on the 16 miles you have to run. You focus on what’s right in front of you. Just put one foot in front of the other, and focus on running one mile at a time.”
This was my salvation experience. I had to get to the point that I realized I don’t have to be fully equipped. God would equip me. I don’t have to have it altogether. He has plans for my life. He has numbered my steps. He knows my heart. As any runner will tell you, the first mile is the hardest. Taking the first step, surrendering your life, and coming to the reality, your life is not your own, takes a leap of faith.
As a Christian, you realize God uses lots of unequipped people to do great things. The bible is full of them. God will meet you wherever you are at, and you will grow from there. It’s not how you start the race, it’s how you finish it!
Philippians 1:6 And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ!