May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer. (Psalm 19:14)
Finally, brothers and
sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is
pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or
praiseworthy—think about such things. (Philippians 4:8)
Sometimes, I think when
we read these words, we’re expecting God to change so that whatever comes out
of our mouths or wanders through our minds is acceptable to God. After all, it’s
just part of who we are. Perhaps some of us hope that God will miraculously
make the unacceptable words and meditations go away. What it really means, of
course, is that our goal is to learn to speak and think in a manner pleasing to
God. As yesterday’s verses (quoted again above) point out, what we should be
talking about and meditating on is whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely,
admirable, excellent and/or praiseworthy. It goes back to the old saying, “If
you don’t have anything good to say, don’t say anything.”
It's much later in the
day, and I have to admit that much of it has not involved words or meditations
that God is likely to have found pleasing. I had the day off, so I set it aside
to get lots of cooking done. I’m supposed to take a snack for 50 to a meeting
tomorrow, so mini-muffins were on the to-do list, along with soup and dog food.
Lots of dishes were done over and over again. All in all, I probably did better than I deserve, but one of the batches of mini-muffins would not come out of the pan, so it’s now 5 pm and I’m only halfway there on the muffins. Between
the dishes and the recipe failure, I’m frustrated. In fact, I’m frustrated enough
that I went to the store and bought a mix. But the point is, my meditations
aren’t what I think would please God.
But God
is still God, and He is good. A solution was found. God would still be God and
good even if a solution weren’t found. Things are almost ready for tomorrow. The
crisis has passed, and as frustrating as it was, it wasn’t as devastating as it
seems to me it would have been in the past. God has brought me this far, even
if I’m still not “pretty.”
Comments
Post a Comment