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Noticing a low tire, my on-the-ball husband instructed me to stop at the gas station for some air on my way to work. He told me to go to the one on the west end of town because it has a tire gauge on the air hose and I could inflate my tire to the proper pressure. Easy enough, I thought and headed on my way.

I eased my car up to the air pump at the busy station and proceeded to unscrew the cap on the valve stem. The contraption on the end of the air hose did not resemble any tire gauge I had ever seen, but confident I could figure it out, I pressed the air chuck to the stem. I was sure I heard a rush of air, but I couldn’t be sure with so many people and other noises around me. Each time I pressed the lever to check the pressure, I noticed the pressure had not gone up, but down! What was going on? Something was wrong with my tire!

Noticing my confused look, an attendant came over to assist. He took the air hose from me and began to air my tire. “All done” he said after just a few moments. Curious as to how he got the hose to work so fast, I had to ask. “So, how do you work that gauge?”

His hesitation should have been a clue for me. “The lever lets the air into your tire.” He paused to let the information sink in. I know now that he was wondering if he should continue or just leave me forever in my ignorant bliss.

My confused look must have encouraged him to continue. “So, actually you were letting the air out of your tires.” Another pause. This time to let the facts sink in. “This can be our little secret, right?” I bargained. “I won’t tell your husband.” He readily agreed with a grin.

I went happily on my way, realizing I would be the topic of lunch break laughter for the rest of the employees at the station.

This reminds me of my life, so many times I seek to do right, what I think is good for me and I am only letting the air out of my life.

I work extra hours because the money will be good, but I end up tired and worn out.

I shop, rummage and buy to acquire nice things for myself and my family but end up living in cluttered a home too full to clean or enjoy.

I look for love and friendship and fill my life with friends and family, only to be left feeling lonely and far from God.

I go to church and sing praises, I read my bible and pray, but still feel something is missing.

I was made for so much more. I was made with eternity in my heart. Nothing in this world can full me. Nothing can satisfy me fully. Yes, I can be happy with a new exciting purchase from the mall, but that satisfaction soon fades.

The truth is, I was made to love God. To worship Him. To be filled with Him. But this is where Satan comes into the picture. He tells me his lies are what will fill me. His lies that more is better. His lies that I’ve got to look out for myself. The list of lies goes on and on, endless; yet each one leads to emptiness. God warns me of this in Rom 1:25 “They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator—who is forever praised. Amen.”

Unless I am purposely letting His “air” into my life above everything else, I will be left deflated and low.

Psalm 63

O God, you are my God,
earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you,
my body longs for you,
in a dry and weary land
where there is no water.
2 I have seen you in the sanctuary
and beheld your power and your glory.
3 Because your love is better than life,
my lips will glorify you.
4 I will praise you as long as I live,
and in your name I will lift up my hands.
5 My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods;
with singing lips my mouth will praise you.
6 On my bed I remember you;
I think of you through the watches of the night.
7 Because you are my help,
I sing in the shadow of your wings.
8 My soul clings to you;
your right hand upholds me.
9 They who seek my life will be destroyed;
they will go down to the depths of the earth.
10 They will be given over to the sword
and become food for jackals.
11 But the king will rejoice in God;
all who swear by God's name will praise him,
while the mouths of liars will be silenced

I was made to seek one thing alone. I was made to thirst for one thing. And that one thing is better than life itself, it is the one thing that will satisfy me and the one place I can freely sing. I can’t see this until I make the exchange from Satan’s lies to God’s truth. I’ve got to let His air into my life. Let Him fill me.

This isn’t just about me. How is your air inflation? Are you running a little low? Or have you replenished your life with Divine air? Fill your life with His truth, don’t buy the lies. Thirst for Him. Seek Him. Praise Him. Sing under the protection of His wings. Live in Hot Pursuit of the only One who can satisfy.

in Hot Pursuit,


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