Priming the Pump
Back when settlers were attempting to "tame the wild west," many travelers on their way along the Oregon Trail, used a type of covered wagon called the Conestoga wagon.
One of the main features of the Conestoga was a heavy bar that hung from the rear of the wagon. This seemingly unimportant bar, which drug in the dirt, was actually an elaborate safety device.
If the horses became tired while pulling the wagon uphill, the bar would act like an emergency brake by preventing the wagon from slipping backward. The bar, which was usually ignored, was always present...always prepared to hold the wagon safely in place...whenever the need arose.
There are times in life, when our faith might feel like a burden--like a heavy burden that had been attached to us in our past, but that was less than vital for our existence.
But there are other times, when near exhaustion causes us to slip or falter, and we are gratefully reminded of an ever present God (a God we may have been ignoring) who is already positioned to safely and tenderly prevent our backward slide.
No water today...just priming the pump...