Deeper

29/04/2022
| By Maxie Heppell

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Shortly after 08:00 one morning this week, I found myself travelling north on the A5, my first stop of the day already done. There are lay-bys all along the miles and miles of highways here where truck drivers can pull over for a bit of shut-eye, but most of them were deserted at that time of the morning; most drivers had probably already found their first coffee charging point to start the day.

Except for this one spot. As I got closer, I recognised the baby blue Amazon Prime truck, and instinctively my South African heart jolted … The huge steel doors were wide open and I could see there was not a single thing in the back of that truck.

Hijacking?
Armed robbery?

“No.” The answer from my British brain interrupted my self-talk.

“Leaving the truck doors open to show they have nothing of value on board hopefully secured the driver a good night’s rest.”

My mind wandered to the times I thought emptiness was better than fulness.

Empty of envy, anxiety, malice, unforgivingness, bitterness …

For when the enemy sees that I have a truckload of these things, he can use it against me to make me think the Lord doesn’t have a place at His table for someone as laden with sin as me.

But if I offload these things often – if I take it to the Lord myself – I don’t only deny the enemy the pleasure from my embarrassment, but at the same time, with every drop-off, I’m also confessing that I accept my invitation to his table with gratitude and gladness.

That truck driver would most probably have picked up a new load even before his first garage pie lunch.

As the saying goes: “Nothing is certain but death and taxes.”
And sin.

While we are on this side of heaven, the enemy will constantly use it to drive a wedge between God and us. Or try to, at least.

There is an antidote to this:

“But if you just use my words in Bible studies and don’t work them into your life,

you are like a stupid carpenter who built his house on the sandy beach.

When a storm rolled in and the waves came up,

it collapsed like a house of cards.”

Matthew 7:26-27 (The Message)

Getting together and chatting around coffee and a few open Bibles while we encourage each other in prayer is a comfort. When those same discussions flow over into my life outside of my inner circle, it becomes a shield and a sword and, at the same time, also a deep foundation for my faith.

Offload.
Shake the dust off your feet.
Deeper things are waiting.

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