Running on Empty

Good Morning! 

There are moments in life that preach louder than any sermon, and recently, I witnessed one. 

A man’s car sputtered, coughed, and rolled to a dead stop right in the middle of a busy intersection. He had ran out of gas. What made the moment almost unbelievable was this: he was less than twenty feet—twenty feet—from two gas stations. Help was right there. Provision was right there. A solution was right there. But instead of stopping, he kept driving until everything shut down.

Before we shake our heads at him, we might need to check our own tanks.

How many times has God signaled to us, “Pull over. Refuel. Rest. Pray. Reset,” yet we keep pressing the gas as if we can outrun emptiness? How often do we ignore the spiritual warning lights—fatigue, frustration, short tempers, drifting prayer lives, fading joy—because we think we can make it just a little farther on fumes?

Running out of gas is rarely sudden. It’s gradual. The tank tells the truth long before the car stops. 

God places “gas stations” all around us; His Word, worship, fellowship, wise counsel, quiet moments, conviction, correction, and rest. But we must choose to pull in. We must choose to stop. We must choose to receive what He is offering.

The tragedy isn’t that the man ran out of gas. The tragedy is that he ran out of gas within reach of what he needed.

Spiritually, many of us do the same. We collapse in the intersection of life not because God failed us, but because we refused to pause where He placed provision.

Today, let this be your reminder: don’t keep driving on empty. Don’t ignore the signs. Don’t assume you can make it without stopping. God has already placed what you need within reach. Pull in. Refuel. Let God fill you again.