Better is One Day
Today God is telling me this:
“Compare our relationship to anything good in the world this way: A sweet strawberry or orange tastes bitter just after brushing one’s teeth.”
Sounds not so profound right?
Everyone knows the experience of going from very sweet to somewhat sweet. But follow what the word means.
No matter how lovely the gift, if it can be seen—-meaning it has matter, takes up space, and operates under the confines of nature—-the goodness, or sweet of the gift pales significantly, even bitters, in comparison to the presence of God in your life. If you have personally experienced this, as the psalmist David when he declared, “Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him,” (Ps. 34:8 NIV) then you understand.
Yesterday I received a hands-on illustration of this toothpaste analogy.
Yesterday a camera crew came to my house for a professional,and free,photo shoot. They took over two-hundred photos of me. Of ME, mind you. Not some natural twenty-something doll-face. Just me.
At first I couldn’t stop saying, “This is crazy,” and “I can’t believe this.” I mean what were the odds, number one, that my little embarrassing moment story would make it into the pages of a national magazine? And number two, that mine would be chosen as the focus story—-meaning a large picture of me in the magazine—-thus a photo shoot in my backyard? Along with this prize—it felt like a prize—came a digital photo CD, which I can use for any purpose I want; people to help me pick clothes and jewelry; my hair and face professionally pampered; and a precious lady dabbing droplets of sweat and keeping my hair fluffed perfectly the entire time.
I mean this was a girly-girl’s dream. I was made to feel beautiful and I loved it.
But you know what? Even such fun pales next to the understanding that He calls me Beloved. He says I’m delightful and even beautiful. He provides my every need. He listens to my words. He receives my praise. He is full of compassion toward me.
Toward you too.
If we know Him we have already won the best prize of all! What more could we ask?
I lack nothing because of His love.
“Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere; I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tent of the wicked. For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless. O Lord Almighty, blessed is the man who trusts in you.” Ps. 10 – 12 NIV
I pray you understand.
May your day and your writing be a thousand times blessed. ♥
“Compare our relationship to anything good in the world this way: A sweet strawberry or orange tastes bitter just after brushing one’s teeth.”
Sounds not so profound right?
Everyone knows the experience of going from very sweet to somewhat sweet. But follow what the word means.
No matter how lovely the gift, if it can be seen—-meaning it has matter, takes up space, and operates under the confines of nature—-the goodness, or sweet of the gift pales significantly, even bitters, in comparison to the presence of God in your life. If you have personally experienced this, as the psalmist David when he declared, “Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him,” (Ps. 34:8 NIV) then you understand.
Yesterday I received a hands-on illustration of this toothpaste analogy.
Yesterday a camera crew came to my house for a professional,and free,photo shoot. They took over two-hundred photos of me. Of ME, mind you. Not some natural twenty-something doll-face. Just me.
At first I couldn’t stop saying, “This is crazy,” and “I can’t believe this.” I mean what were the odds, number one, that my little embarrassing moment story would make it into the pages of a national magazine? And number two, that mine would be chosen as the focus story—-meaning a large picture of me in the magazine—-thus a photo shoot in my backyard? Along with this prize—it felt like a prize—came a digital photo CD, which I can use for any purpose I want; people to help me pick clothes and jewelry; my hair and face professionally pampered; and a precious lady dabbing droplets of sweat and keeping my hair fluffed perfectly the entire time.
I mean this was a girly-girl’s dream. I was made to feel beautiful and I loved it.
But you know what? Even such fun pales next to the understanding that He calls me Beloved. He says I’m delightful and even beautiful. He provides my every need. He listens to my words. He receives my praise. He is full of compassion toward me.
Toward you too.
If we know Him we have already won the best prize of all! What more could we ask?
I lack nothing because of His love.
“Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere; I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tent of the wicked. For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless. O Lord Almighty, blessed is the man who trusts in you.” Ps. 10 – 12 NIV
I pray you understand.
May your day and your writing be a thousand times blessed. ♥
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