It has been days now and I am still thinking what to write. That last post drained me of all ideas.
By the way, the last three posts were actually part of the message I delivered at the Seventh-day Adventist Hope-Life Center – Sunvalley. I think I poured too much idea and energy on that message so now I have nothing.
My brain is out.
Or maybe not.
We all experience that flat line whenever we’ve done something that required most of our energy. Like when a basketball team wins the championship, they all take a month or a week off to rest their weary bodies. They had a tough run and their bodies need rest. Some take needed surgery. Others just chill in their houses to rest their weary bodies. Others go on vacations.
In our stage production outfit, we take a week or a month off after every major performance. This allows us to settle our affairs and evaluate what happened. We also take the time to rest because the rehearsals also take their toll to the bodies. It is also a moment to repair broken relationships by the pressures of rehearsals and performances. Believe me, relationships do get strained or broken.
After every huge battle, the stress and strain take their toll in our bodies. Any event or effort, we experience a sudden low. I don’t know why those things happen but it does.
Here’s an example.
Elijah was afraid and ran for his life. When he came to Beersheba in Judah, he left his servant there, while he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness. He came to a broom bush, sat down under it and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life; I am no better than my ancestors.” Then he lay down under the bush and fell asleep.
1 Kings 19:3-5
Elijah was one of the spiritual giants of his time. He was specifically handpicked and trained by the Lord. He was instrumental in returning the belief of most of the Israelites from Baal to God. The fire from heaven in Mt. Carmel was enough to convince everyone that the Lord was God.
At this point though, he seemed to have hit a dead air in his faith. He didn’t rest. In fact he escaped after his feat. Yet his seemed to have rested his faith and lost it. Here he was, a man whom God allowed to be the instrument to make fire come out of the heavens, inside a broom closet hiding from the king and queen.
When there are those lull and low moments, there is a need for us to be revived. Some sort of defibrillator to revive us. God did just that to Elijah. I guess he does that too to everyone.
Has there been any moment that you have felt low or just dull or flatlined?