Stacy stood at the sink, her hands in warm sudsy water, singing along with the radio. “Worthy is the Lamb who was slain, holy, holy is He.” She picked up a glass, slippery with soap; it slid out of her hand into the sink, breaking. “Oh man! That's the second glass I've broken today!” she muttered angrily. She drained the water, continuing to sing, as she carefully picked up the shards of glass, making sure to rinse everything well. After refilling the sink she took another glass off the counter, and, it too, slipped from her hand falling to the floor, shattering. “Good grief!” Stomping to the closet she yanked the broom out and swept up the broken glass, resuming her singing.
After washing and drying the remaining dishes and putting them away, Stacy made a cup of coffee, going to what she called her special place, where she spent time with the Lord, reading His Word, writing in her journal and praying. The chair she sat in was an overstuffed chair covered in a blue floral fabric. It faced a large picture window where she could see her beautiful yard, and, every once in awhile, hummingbirds darting about the numerous feeders and flowers.
Picking her Bible up off the side table, she settled in to read where she'd left off the day before. I call upon the Lord who is worthy to by praised... The song from earlier came to mind. She picked up her journal and began to write.
Worthy. God is worthy. I call upon Him who is worthy to be praised.
She stopped writing as a thought came to her that she knew had to be from the Holy Spirit. She quickly started writing what was coming to her.
If God is worthy, am I living like He is worthy? There I was washing the dishes, singing along with the radio, and when the glasses broke, I immediately got angry, but then went right back to singing. How many times throughout the day do I let things get to me and forget that God is right there, present with me? Oh my goodness.
Pausing, Stacy leaned her head back on the chair, her thoughts racing as the concept of how she lived her life, gave worth to God or not.
How can I, in my daily life, live what I know to be true about God? That He is worthy? Showing worth to Him in my actions, reactions, and words, as a way to live a life of praise, not just speaking praise?
Stacy's alarm on her phone sounded. It was time to pick up her daughter from kindergarten. She'd have to continue later.
As she approached the school someone in a red car passed her, barely leaving room, as they zipped in front of her, almost hitting her front end. “Idiot!” She immediately thought of what she'd just been writing in her journal, and a verse came to mind, These people honor Me with their lips but their heart is far from Me.
Stacy pulled up to the curb, and as she waited for her daughter she prayed out loud, “Lord, I sure have a lot to learn don't I? My lips often give you praise and in the next instant I'm reacting in anger to something because it makes me feel out of control. Oh my. That's something else I need to learn, huh? How to let go of what I can't control, which, in all honesty, is pretty much everything, and only as I spend time with You, really spend time, not just something to cross off my to do list, will I grow in ways that only You can bring about. Help me Lord, to really grab a hold of this truth You've shown me today about giving You the worth You deserve, by living a life that is pleasing to You. May You always be at the forefront of my mind. Forgive me, Lord for just giving You lip service and having my heart, in so many ways, far from You. I need You Lord, and I want to learn at Your feet. In Jesus' name, Amen.”
A peace settled over her soul as she waited for her daughter, and she knew God would be with her as she embarked on this, another step, in her journey of faith and growth.
Scripture references: 2 Samuel 22:4 (NASB); Matthew 15:8 9 (HCSB)