The other day it was my phone battery and my gas tank. Both at the same time, and those were the very two things I needed as I was driving around dropping off packages for Amazon. Without either one of them, I’d be dead in the water. Adding to the drama was a steady rain. Do I have an umbrella? How far would I need to walk to the nearest station?

This isn’t the first time I was low on gas, though. Twice before I’ve run out; the first time coasting into a gas station, the second stranded on an interstate. But this would have been the first time since I’ve become a mature adult and all 🙂

You know how when you’re tank is low, you say it’s on E? Well, I wasn’t just on E this particular day, I was all the way to Z! I might’ve had a 2 or 3 miles left, maybe. I don’t know why I push it to the limits, because I had passed a number of gas stations while I was out.

“No, I must press on!” I thought to myself.

How tragic it would’ve been if my bullish stubbornness brought me to a halt. Thankfully, the Lord God thought it good to not teach me a lesson on this particular day, or rather, He did teach me a lesson but spared me the any dire and immediate consequences.

There is a certain nervous excitement when things are teetering on the edge, I guess. When will my phone power down from lack of juice? When will my car shut off? When my watch is counting down to 0:00, where will I be when it beeps? Can I stretch this last ounce of almond milk the next few days? When will the pipes thaw out so I have hot water again? All things that are accompanied by drama, mystery, and yes, that certain thrill.

Maybe I’m not that mature adult quite yet.

-Out of the Wilderness