My feral cat waits for her breakfast. Depending on the “brand and flavor” of cat food that I serve, she sometimes sniffs the bowl of food and walks away. This morning, the finicky eater snubbed her food. I had to laugh….
Saturday night, I attended a Mystery Dinner Theater that included a dinner buffet. Like my cat, I walked beside the buffet table sniffing the food, to pick and choose what I like to eat.
Salivating, I held my plate to the server, “Yes, please!”
Wrinkling my nose, I shook my head, “No thank you.”
Do I have the same attitude towards the Bible?
Do I pick the verses I want to read, choose the promises I want to hear?
Do I hunger for more of God’s Word when I like what I’m reading. And snub the morsels that tell me to repent, love my enemy, obey?
GOD’S WORD ISN’T A BUFFET.
I’m not suppose to pick and choose the verses I want to believe and obey.
In Psalm 119, there are 176 verses; lots to pick and choose from depending on my spiritual appetite.
Some passages I devour:
“My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word” (vs. 28).
“May your unfailing love come to me, O Lord, your salvation according to your promise” (vs. 41).
“Turn to me and have mercy on me, as you always do to those who love your name” (vs. 132).
“Defend my cause and redeem me; preserve my life according to your promise” (vs.154).
Other passages I balk:
“Turn my heart toward your statues and not toward selfish gain” (vs.36).
“You are my portion, O Lord; I have promised to obey your words” (vs.57).
“Oh, how I love your law! I meditate on it all day long” (vs.97).
“Seven times a day I praise you for your righteous laws” (vs.164).
It’s easier to digest what the Lord does for me than think about my responsibility to trust and obey.
But if the following verse is true….
“YOUR WORD IS A LAMP TO MY FEET AND A LIGHT FOR MY PATH” (vs.105).
I can’t afford to be finicky. I must read God’s Word, hold out both hands willing to receive everything He puts on my plates, “Yes, please!”
Knowing His Truth is good for me.
“How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth” (Psalm 119:103).