If your law had not been my delight, I would have
perished in my affliction. (Psalm 119:92)
I don’t like rules. I don’t like
people telling me what to do. I don’t like it when others make decisions for me
without my input. I have absolutely no fear that I am alone in that dislike.
Too many people like the song “My Way” for me to have doubts about that. At the
same time, I like rules and definitions. I love knowing when I’m doing
something right. It provides a strong sense of security. This is one of several
reasons I don’t drink alcohol or take drugs. I can’t imagine deliberately trying
to be out-of-control, or purposely doing something that will lead to my making
a fool of myself in my own eyes. That’s not relaxing or fun.
There is great comfort in knowing that
if I do this that my father will be happy. It makes life easier to know that if
I do that, my next-door neighbors will be pleased. I like knowing that actions
I take help or encourage someone. It feels good to be right with people. When
we don’t do this or that, when we aren’t encouraging or aren’t right with
people, we tend to justify it with the idea that we’re obeying some higher law
or exercising a greater virtue so that we still get that same feeling.
That’s the thing we all tend to miss
about God’s laws. We don’t want to be told what to do. We think of God as
saying, “Do this or I’ll get you.” What if, instead, it’s, “Do this and you’ll
get Me”? This is why God's laws are our foundation for joy.
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