I didn’t want to stop for fuel. I had been running errands for the last hour, working all day and I just wanted to get home. I knew the fuel was low, but surely, I had enough for tomorrow…
As I was driving home it made me think, how often in life do we push ourselves to the limit? Do we run around running on empty? Is it just me that thinks sometimes “I don’t have time to stop” Or perhaps the guilt driven “I shouldn’t rest, there’s too much to do” plagues your thoughts too? How often do we go through our lives thinking I can make it, just one more day?
To read more about my journey to fueling myself, follow the link, as this article was published in Kingdom Edge earlier this month.
Laura Jane Anslow 