As we took our grandsons home a few nights ago after their weekly visit, four-year old Milos made an interesting statement. He was munching on some pretzels that I gave them (I spoiled them into expecting a snack for the 7 minute ride home) and declared: “I’m recharging my brain with pretzels.” My knee-jerk response was, “What??” to which he emphatically repeated: “I’m recharging my brain with pretzels.” That’s what I thought he said, even though it didn’t make any sense to me.
When I was four years old, I didn’t even know I had a brain; I didn’t know rechargeable batteries existed, either. Since then I found out I do have a brain, and today I just did my “homework”, learning that in 1859 the French physicist Gaston Planté invented the first lead-acid type rechargeable battery found in most cars.
Later I thought about rechargeable batteries and realized that just as Milos was recharging his brain with pretzels, so I need to recharge my soul. The Psalmist said of the Lord, his Shepherd: “He restores my soul”. (Psalm 23:3) Only our Good Shepherd, Jesus, can restore our soul, and here are a few ways He does that:
JESUS RESTORES US WITH HIS PEACE. “Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27
JESUS RESTORES US WITH HIS JOY. “These things I have spoken to you, that My joy may remain in you, and that your joy may be full.” John 15:11
JESUS RESTORES US WITH ABUNDANT LIFE. “…I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” John 10:10
JESUS RESTORES US WITH HIS PRESENCE. “I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you.” John 14:18
JESUS RESTORES US WITH HIS WORD. “Most assuredly, I say to you, if anyone keeps My word he shall never see death.” John 8:51
While I’m still trying to figure out the logic of how pretzels recharge a four-year old’s brain, I am absolutely convinced that Jesus restores my soul. I can read about it, I have experienced it, I appreciate it, I rejoice in it and I praise God for the reality of His restoration! Now if I could only figure out the pretzel-brain connection…