For some time now, my wife has been encouraging me to do something about the flowerbeds in the front yard. One of our neighbors had just built a small wall around their flower beds. It looked good, and I figured it couldn’t be too hard. So one fine Saturday morning, I decided to build a small decorative wall around the flowerbeds in our front yard. I quickly learned two things during this project. The first is that it takes a lot of those decorative stones, and second, they are heavy.

I needed almost two hundred decorative bricks, which was way more than I could put in the back of my van, even if I took my golf clubs out. The obvious solution was to borrow a friend’s pickup. But that was only half the battle. After I got them home, I had to get them from the curb to the flower beds. Thinking a truck worked well for the first part, I decided to use the little yellow wagon I bought several years ago for just this sort of job.

I pulled the wagon out to the curb and loaded nine of the decorative bricks into the wagon and started to pull. I was able to pull the wagon, but it was hard going; something was wrong. A quick check revealed that the tires had flattened under the load.

Now in the tire’s defense, I have to tell you that they are fine, upstanding tires and they have served me well in the past. The wagon and the tires are just a couple years old, and there is a still lot of tread on them.

More than that, I am sure that if tires had personalities and thoughts, these tires would have been excited and enthusiastic about our shared mission to move the decorative bricks. But this time they just were not up to the task. There was a time when they were when they were new and filled with air. But time and inactivity combined with their extended absence from the air pump had left them flat.

As I took my little yellow wagon to the gas station to put air in the tires, I realized our faith is like the air in those tires. When our faith is strong, and the Holy Spirit is with us, there is nothing we can’t do. On the other hand, when we forget to refresh our faith, we soon discover that life’s challenges are too much for us.

Isaiah 40:30-31 confirms that: Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (NIV)

In closing, let me ask you, how is it with your soul today?

John Fowler is the Pastor of First Presbyterian Church in Prosper.