Waiting for My Bagel to Thaw
Psalm 31-33
Yes, I'm waiting for my bagel to thaw out. Someone out there is already reminding me that a microwave works really well to look after these details in life. My problem is that I don't have a microwave—one of those things that hasn't quite happened yet in my process of setting up house again. So I have to wait.
Waiting is not my strong point (haven't I said this before—and recently?). I have a sneaking suspicion that many of us suffer from the same disease. Nope, cross that word "disease" out. That's just an excuse for bad behaviour, like Tiger Woods' addiction to sex.
I also suspect that our tendency to impatience has something to do with how many times in Scripture we are told to wait.
Here's another one from this morning's reading:
"We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name" —Psalm 33:20, 21 NIV.
In spite of all our technology, the advances of science, education, the courses we take, the books we read, and the multitude of counselors we seek advice from, we are still helpless to change so many of the the critical things of life. Which is why the verses above are preceded by these:
"From heaven the Lord looks down and sees all mankind, from his dwelling place he watches all who live on earth—he who forms the hearts of all, who considers everything they do. No king is saved by the size of his army; no warrior escapes by his great strength. A horse is a vain hope for deliverance; despite all its great strength it cannot save. But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love, to deliver them from death and keep them alive in famine" —Psalm 33:13-19 NIV.
In the end, in fact from the beginning, God is where our story starts, where it finds its body and where its final chapter is written. No wonder the psalmist ends this song with: "May your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, even as we put our hope in you" —Psalm 33:22 NIV.
Gotta go check that bagel—patiently.
Yes, I'm waiting for my bagel to thaw out. Someone out there is already reminding me that a microwave works really well to look after these details in life. My problem is that I don't have a microwave—one of those things that hasn't quite happened yet in my process of setting up house again. So I have to wait.
Waiting is not my strong point (haven't I said this before—and recently?). I have a sneaking suspicion that many of us suffer from the same disease. Nope, cross that word "disease" out. That's just an excuse for bad behaviour, like Tiger Woods' addiction to sex.
I also suspect that our tendency to impatience has something to do with how many times in Scripture we are told to wait.
Here's another one from this morning's reading:
"We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name" —Psalm 33:20, 21 NIV.
In spite of all our technology, the advances of science, education, the courses we take, the books we read, and the multitude of counselors we seek advice from, we are still helpless to change so many of the the critical things of life. Which is why the verses above are preceded by these:
"From heaven the Lord looks down and sees all mankind, from his dwelling place he watches all who live on earth—he who forms the hearts of all, who considers everything they do. No king is saved by the size of his army; no warrior escapes by his great strength. A horse is a vain hope for deliverance; despite all its great strength it cannot save. But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love, to deliver them from death and keep them alive in famine" —Psalm 33:13-19 NIV.
In the end, in fact from the beginning, God is where our story starts, where it finds its body and where its final chapter is written. No wonder the psalmist ends this song with: "May your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, even as we put our hope in you" —Psalm 33:22 NIV.
Gotta go check that bagel—patiently.
Comments
Post a Comment