Wean Us from Worldly Ways; Psalm 131, Proverbs 25

May the mumbling commence!

As children of God, may we be weaned from the ways of the world and take up the Way of our Lord.  It is our only true hope – the Way of Jesus.  Read Psalm one-hundred thirty-one:

Lord, my heart is not haughty,

Nor my eyes lofty.

Neither do I concern myself with great matters,

Nor with things too profound for me. 

Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,

Like a weaned child with his mother;

Like a weaned child is my soul within me. 

O Israel, hope in the Lord

From this time forth and forever.

The ways of the world are haughty.  We look upon ourselves from lofty heights when we look with the eyes of the world.  The upward glance – an upward glance along the nose – is a sure way to stumble into holes and trenches dug by the firstborn liar, Satan. 

From lofty heights will be tragic falls.  Many things that humanity does they consider great and profound.  Our creativity is only a reflection of the ultimate creativity of the Lord, who created all that we see out of a soup of nothingness.

Let us quiet our souls in the presence of our Lord.  Let us wean ourselves from the pomp and circumstance that we try desperately to create – so that we might impress others and gain a sense of self-worth.  Where do we find our true self-worth?  It is not in anything that we might do or not do. 

Our true worth is measured in who we are.  And, do we know who we are?  We are children of God.  We need no other proof of our self-worth.

Let us wean ourselves from the bright baubles of the world that we think we need.  Let us wean ourselves from an ironic sense of worthlessness and pride all rolled up into a contradictory package that Satan wishes us to carry.  That ironic package of lies prevents the rightful relationships between humanity and God and amongst all of God’s creation.  There is no hope in that package.

Hope can only be found in the Lord!  These are words that we need to hear.  If heeded, they will produce a harvest beyond our wildest dreams or imaginings.  Read from Proverbs chapter twenty-five:

Like the cold of snow in time of harvest

Is a faithful messenger to those who send him,

For he refreshes the soul of his masters. (Verse 13)

And there is no more faithful messenger than the one who brings the Good News of God’s Word.  Our souls are refreshed daily by the Word of God.  We are washed anew by the mercies of the Lord.  These mercies make us new every morning.

Enough mumbling for now…

Peace Out