A Bruised Reed He Will Not Break
I remember the summer my wife and I took out our very first RV for a 7 week trip around the country. We had a precise route, plan, and finally the vessel to take us on a 20,000 mile trek for our company. However, we didn’t see any of the problems that were lying ahead from never owning and operating this type of a machine before.
Anything that could have happened to our rig ended up happening that summer. We had way too much cargo and 6 passengers to carry and did not consider how overweight the vehicle and trailer would be. After blowing out 6 tires between both trailer and RV, mistakenly filling our diesel tank with gasoline, getting an awning torn off, our hitch breaking off in a toll booth in New York, and our trailer axel snapping in half in Utah, I was at my wits end and felt I could no longer endure. It was the first time in my life I felt like giving up.
I found myself sitting at yet another truck stop waiting for our vehicle to be repaired again and stumbled upon a small chapel in the back that was open for an hour on Sunday. Well, it was Sunday and somehow I was right on time for service. I was the only one. An older gentleman came in and welcomed me and read me something out of Romans that I had never heard before. It was about how our old self was crucified with Christ and how we no longer have to obey the passions of sin. How we are not under the law but we are under grace.
I left relieved…restored..and reminded that God had gone in front of me…the entire 20,000 miles! He knew everything that was going to happen and knew how much I was going to have to take on. And in the moment where I felt it was over, God came with provision. He never let me or the RV fully breakdown. The journey was more than just a successful business trip and I realized the route, the plan, and even the vessel were much more precise and ended up being the greatest opportunity for Him to reach me at my lowest and give me the courage needed to continue bruised but never broken.