Do you ever feel like you’re running on fumes…or perhaps completely empty?

I imagine we have all experienced seasons where the reserves are running dry and we have nothing left in the tank.

Just over a year ago, I was in one of these seasons. A period of feeling like I was driving in circles, stuck in a perpetual NASCAR race wondering, “what’s the purpose...what’s my purpose?” I was discontent and burning out fast. That’s when my crew chief (Heavenly Father) called for a pit stop. Did I make it into the pit in time? Not quite... God had a literal pit stop in mind.