Refueling

The fuel gauge said empty,
      so I stopped for a fill.
It wasn’t too bad
      until I got the bill.
Twenty-eight gallons
      in a twenty-seven tank.
It’s a good thing that I
      had stopped by the bank.
Running on fumes,
      I did seem to be.
But was it my truck,
      or was it just me?

The same thing did happen,
      in my floor machine.
It ran out of power
      before I could clean.
In search of an answer,
      I started to read.
And found that the batteries,
      some water did need.
And into each cell,
      some water did pour.
I used up a gallon
      and still needed more.

So very often,
      as we live this life.
Our power is drained
      by worry and strife.
We barely get by,
      on a life out of gas.
Or we fail to function,
      and just take a pass.
The answer is easier
      said than it’s done.
Refuel your spirit,
      by time with the Son.

So when I am weary
      and feeling run down.
I take off my mask
      and He sees my frown.
We spend time together,
      He restoreth my soul.
He fills up my tank
      and makes my batteries whole.
But I’ve learned a lesson,
      there’s not so much pain.
If I refill sooner,
      while some fuel does remain.

A life lived with Jesus
      throughout every day.
Keeps me from empty,
      as I live His way.
So instead of waiting
      until I have run dry.
I hold fast to Jesus
      and together we fly.
So stop what you’re doing
      and refill your tanks.
Give praise to the Father,
      and to Jesus give thanks!
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The floor scrubber at work kept running for shorter and shorter amounts of time before needing recharged so I did some research and discovered that the batteries in it are not maintenance-free and they were in desperate need of water.  This reminded me of times that I have put more fuel in my truck than what the official capacity is because I had run it so close to empty.  Then this reminded me of times that I have allowed my spirit to be drained due to not spending the time with God that I ought.  I pray that this poem encourages you to constantly refuel your spirit with the presence of God.

In prayer,
Tom