Laboring.
The sun beat down upon my aching, weary back. I straightened my nine-year-old frame, a
thousand black spots swarming my head like a blurry series of exclamation
points. How long was this corn patch
anyway? Seven rows of frail, six-inch
green stalks stretched, seemingly endlessly, before me. After weeding the beans yesterday and the
squash and peas the day before, our garden was nearly weed-free! My head was hot, and I felt the sweat
trickling down my neck. Harvest seemed a
very long time away. But, come August, I
knew my favorite meal of corn-on-the-cob would tantalize my longing taste buds
and that all this labor would be
worthwhile as I savored such a scrumptious summer sensation.
Ten years later, the
lights were off in my bedroom, my Bible open on the nightstand next to
me. I had placed it there before going
to sleep, the few verses I had managed to comprehend having floated through my
weary brain, trying to make a sensible synapse.
After each verse I’d stopped to “meditate” (eyes closed), thoughts soon
drifting. The physical labor of the day
compartmentalized into its own central location, while the study of God’s Word
remained an incidental sphere. My understanding
of physical labor had not flowed into a realization of spiritual struggle in
the battle in which I was engaged.
So often, the abundant harvest produced by
God’s Spirit in my life is proportionate to the fervency with which I seek God. In His Word. In the quiet.
Here, we can “know that [He is] God” (Psalm 46:10). The word, hesuchazo,
translated “quiet” in 1 Thessalonians means “to remain quiet, to be at rest.” It connotes the idea of a quiet life, staying
home and minding one’s own business and the action of being silent, saying
nothing (Strong’s).
That command to “study to be quiet” involves our daily time with God, for each believer is to
tend diligently to his own heart: “Keep thy heart with all diligence, for out
of it are the issues of life” (Proverbs 4:23).
Psalm
4:4 gives this direction, “Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own
heart upon your bed, and be still [quiet]. Selah.” The Hebrew word damam used here for “still” is translated other places throughout
Psalms in these ways:
Psalm 37:7, “Rest in the LORD.”
Psalm 62:5, “My soul, wait thou only upon God.”
Psalm 131:2, “Surely I
have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned
of his mother: my soul is even as a
weaned child.”
Quieted.
Rest. Wait. Still.
These uses of this Old Testament word reminds us that the rested spirit
is initiated by a God-ward focus. Practically,
set time aside for God each morning (following our Lord’s example); then
continue in that spirit all day.
Sara takes her Bible to
the car each morning, for in her small apartment home, she finds that the
only quiet place. There, her
communication is sweet and uninterrupted.
Jill habitually spends an hour in Word-saturated prayer before she reads
God’s Word for the day. Lana finds a
spot at the kitchen table in the wee hours of the morning before her many
children awaken, so that she can seek God’s face.
Do you see your time in
Scripture as a love relationship with Jesus?
He has a feast prepared where He will sustain you to embrace His perspective on
life and strengthen you to live as only He can.
Seek Him, the living God, as you open your Bible, for those precious
pages are God’s Word for you today. This
book is very personal. Real. And transformative. It changes hearts, revolutionizes cultures,
revives believers, and produces faith.
Consider God’s command to Joshua: "This book of the law shall not
depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that
thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then
thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good
success" (Josh. 1:8). What special promises are
connected to living by God's Book!
While none of us is leading a nation, as was Joshua, all of us have someone who is looking our way for direction.
For years, I have cherished the words of Proverbs 8, where Lady Wisdom typifies Christ. One day, after reading this stirring summons to spend time with the Savior, I penned the following poem:
For years, I have cherished the words of Proverbs 8, where Lady Wisdom typifies Christ. One day, after reading this stirring summons to spend time with the Savior, I penned the following poem:
I
supped at Wisdom’s table
And
tasted of her meats;
She
offered satisfaction
Gave
joy full and complete;
She
stilled my murmuring heart cries
And
slew Temptation’s voice;
Her
bounties filled my longings,
That
I too might rejoice.
Each
moment in her presence
Is
wonderful delight,
For
to her precious children
She
offers Christian might.
The
feast she sets before us,
Newly
prepared each day,
Will
strengthen each decision
We
make along the way.
O
won’t you sit beside me
At
Wisdom’s table set,
Each
morning in the Bible
Where
precious stores are kept?
Christ
longs to whisper to you
That
word you’ll need today
Oh
feast at Wisdom’s table
Be satisfied for aye!
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