Last Summer, my friend Meg and her oldest daughter, Paige headed to Toledo for a Doctor’s appointment. After the hour long drive, they parked and walked into the clinic. As they walked, Meg clicked the “lock” button on her key fob. They heard the signature “click” signaling that the van was secure, and they headed inside for the appointment.
When the appointment was over, they returned to the van, and Meg pulled out her key fob. To her dismay, no matter how many times she clicked the button, the doors would not unlock. She even handed the fob over to Paige, but the button wouldn’t work for her either. They tried using the “key” located inside the fob to open the door manually, but it just wouldn’t unlock. In desperation, Meg called the dealership where they had purchased the van. The dealership agreed to drive a spare set of keys to Toledo.
Knowing that it would take them at least an hour to arrive, Meg and Paige looked for a way to pass the time. Meg suggested they grab something to eat. They decided to walk to the only “restaurant” nearby; a small Baskin-Robbins ice cream store. It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was shining, the air was warm, and this little diversion began to look more like an opportunity than a disruption.
Meg glanced at her teenage daughter as they walked, and she thanked God for this inconvenience. It had given her the opportunity to spend quality time with Paige, and this was not easy to come by. With 3 other daughters to care for, a husband, a home, a dog, and a busy schedule to manage, times like this were rare. Meg breathed deeply soaking up the Summer day with her beautiful firstborn. As they walked, Meg noticed a small shiny something glistening on the side of the road. She bent down and realized it was a small battery. Although old and rusty, the battery looked like it might fit the key fob. Paige teased Meg about picking up the old discarded battery, but Meg put it in her pocket anyway.
After the leisurely ice cream lunch, they made their way back to the van. Upon arrival, they leaned against the van and continued with their mother-daughter banter. While reclining, Meg remembered the old battery in her pocket, and decided to give it a try. To her amazement, the battery worked! They were able to unlock the car with the “junk” battery!
When it was all said and done, Meg viewed the interruption with the dead battery and the key as a beautiful gift. Our heavenly Father had provided her with a few hours of dedicated time with her oldest daughter. It was an unexpected moment for both of them to step aside and recharge their batteries together.
I think God often puts minor inconveniences in our path with the hope of slowing us down. The world we live in has us running ragged. Our overly committed and scheduled calendars leave us stressed and overwhelmed. Sometimes it takes an unexpected setback to make us pause and re-evaluate our priorities.
I think this is why when we begin to run out of juice, and our batteries are drained, we end up sick, or we make a mistake. God wants us to pause. He designed us to need rest, and He modeled this with his own rest.
On the seventh day God finished his work that he had done, and he rested on the seventh day from all his work that he had done. -Genesis 2:2, NIV
He also gave us Jesus, the one in whom we can trust with all of our anxieties. When we are pushed to our limits, the greatest source of rest is to surrender our worry to Him.
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.- Matthew11:28, NIV
The ultimate form of rest is to trust in God. When the bottom falls out, and we’re faced with a problem, the best solution is to have faith in His sovereignty. When we view obstacles as part of God’s plan, and we confidently embrace the bumps in the road as an opportunity to rest, our batteries are recharged, and we unlock the key to greater happiness.
May you enjoy rest in His presence.