Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Over the Sun
I just WISH my prayers were half as epic as the Psalms, ya know? I read Psalm 17:14 this week that says: “Lord, by your hand save me from such men, from men of this world whose reward is in this life.” What a cool realization, the idea that this world has anything to offer me is a lie. Most of us go our whole lives thinking that if we just have that “one more thing” then we’ll be happy. Subconsciously I sometimes think marriage is some big reward. That if you worked really hard and said all the right things and God answered enough “where is my husband/wife?” prayers, then you were all good. But when God took away my Mom, I realized that even spouses don’t last. Almost every week I get told the lie that I should be valued more in my job. It’s true that sometimes I do a lot of work but everyone else gets the credit, that’s just part of being the youngster at my job. I sometimes believe that I deserve more credit or more money or a higher status with my name on stuff and when that happens, I’ll be set. And then I’m reminded that my name won’t last. The more satisfaction I find in Jesus, the more I find that that’s all I have to go on anyway. I spend so much time getting stressed over that “one more thing” I have to have but if I actually get it, then what? I was listening to a sermon the other day by a Pastor in Texas talking about idols, where he said that it’s probably worse to actually GET that thing you want so bad. Actually getting our idols, the thing we’ve got our heart SO set on, is worse than just the wishing we had it. I gotta say he’s probably right on that one. Getting that promotion or that marriage or that dream house and kids isn’t a bad thing unless it becomes your life’s reward. All this is why I’m super glad Jesus came, because we’re just screwed in the hope category without Him. King Solomon had literally everything he wanted under the sun. Nothing existed that he couldn’t have. And then he found it all lacked REAL satisfaction and all his shiney gods left him empty. Note taken, dude.
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