Are His thoughts Precious to me?

How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
Psalm 139:17

Most of us are well acquainted with Psalm 139.  The Psalm is frequently used in worship services as a call to confession and assurance of pardon.  With familiar phrases like, “O Lord, you have searched me and known me!” or “Where shall I go from your Spirit?  Or where shall I flee from your presence?” and “I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made” Psalm 139 is easily one of the most recognizable of the Psalms.

Still, there are times when you read a very familiar passage and God’s Spirit will show you something new.  I was reading Psalm 139 yesterday when verse 17 suddenly leaped off the page, “How precious to me are your thoughts, O God.”  I’m sure I’ve read the verse before, but it never really penetrated.  Perhaps I was preoccupied by the idea of God searching me and knowing me, and I was afraid of what God would find.  Maybe I was consumed by the thought of the inescapable One, a notion that can be both comforting and terrifying (depending on what I am doing at the moment).  Could be I was feeling reinvigorated after hearing that I, too, am fearfully and wonderfully made.  Regardless, verse 17 had been overlooked, until now.

The Psalmist cries out, “How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!”  It is a statement of praise and adoration.  Considering the vast and immeasurable knowledge of God, especially in light of the intimate knowledge God has of our lives.  God knows all there is about me, and while such knowledge is beyond me, I praise the one who knows me and still loves me.

However, in my fresh reading yesterday, I was lead to ask myself, “How precious to me are God’s thoughts, really?”  I know what is precious in my life:

  • My family is precious to me. 
  • My health is important (especially considering the sickness we’ve had in the house lately).
  • My free time (of which there is precious little) is dear to me. 
  • I even have some gadgets – my cell phone, iPod, laptop, palm pilot – that have great value in my life. 

But are the thoughts of God precious to me?  Do I treasure what God thinks, is it of utmost importance to me?

If you look at how I spend my time and money, the answer would have to be “No” (or at least, “not as precious as it ought to be!”).  My favorite shows, the latest gizmo, the busyness of work, the frothy latte in the morning, these things all seem to take a priority in my life over God’s word; and maybe your world as well. 

Maybe this is why our world seems so upside down.  Rather than spend our time and energy on passionately pursuing the One who knows us, and therefore can satisfy our every need, we chase after the things of this world which ultimately prove themselves empty and fading.

Let us hear Psalm 139:17 anew today, and learn to value God’s thoughts over everything else.  Let us make the time to not just read, but to dwell in God’s Word; thinking about His thoughts and letting them transform and renew us.  Let us put a priority on seeking God before anything else; a priority on worship, service and sharing our faith with others – giving to God from the abundance of our lives, not the leftovers.

God, may your thoughts be precious to me.  May they have such importance in my life that I would let everything else go to know what you think, and to have you think well of me.

SDG

Gobsmacked by God’s Glory

Let me take you through a typical day for the Sayler household.  We don’t set an alarm these days for two reasons, 1) we don’t want to wake the baby; and 2) the baby wakes us up early enough.  Usually at 6:30 sharp, Isaiah is up and ready to go for the day.  Since he shares a room with Noah, Noah is up as well.  We then spend the next 30 to 45 minutes trying rouse, dress, and feed Hannah and Caleb so that they are ready to go to school by 8:00.  I take all the kids with me to drop off the oldest two, so that Christi can then get herself ready for the day.  When I get back home, I then get ready for work, fix the Thomas the Train tracks about 10 times, and rush out the door. 

I can usually hear one song on the radio, depending on how I hit the light at Willow and 2nd, and then I get right to business.  After a day of writing, praying, reading, studying, visiting, etc… I then rush home to help corral the kids while we get dinner on the table.  After dinner its bath-time, book-time, and bedtime, so that by 8:00, hopefully all the kids are in bed and Christi and I can finally crash.

I don’t tell you this to generate sympathy, but to let you know that I, too, know what it means to rush through life.  There are days when I get to the office and I can’t even tell you what the weather is outside because I never really stopped to pay attention.  Those of you with children, or whose children have grown, you know what busy means.  Sometimes it feels as if your just existing rather than really living.

But there are moments, few and far between, when we stop and are confronted with the glory of God.  For me, it’s usually when I’m taking the trash out at night (seriously).  I take my time walking back to the house, and look up into the night sky.  The stars are screaming to me from their silent posts, “There is more to this life…”  Sometimes we’re privileged to catch a beautiful sunrise or sunset, or to take in some great view of the fertile plains of Iowa, or maybe it’s just the rare occasion to sit back and relax on a sunny afternoon.  The Psalmist reminds us, “The heavens declare the glory of God…”  It’s no accident that moments like these cause us to stop and breathe deep the splendor of God’s wondrous work.  We were meant to enjoy His creation, to revel in His beauty, and to give glory to God for all that He has done and all the He is.

Sometimes I think we need to be a little shell-shocked by God’s glory to awaken us from the everyday rat-race that we have made of this life.  If we were to spend a little more time marveling at the glory of God each day, what would it look like?  One of my favorite songs is called “Intoxicating,” by the David Crowder Band.  (I’ve posted a copy of it here, it will help if you listen in.)  In the song, they sing about what the glorious presence of God has on us:

Intoxicating You are to me
Illuminating You are to see
Truly breathtaking You are to breathe
Sending my head spinning You are, You see

And I’ve lost my mind, I’m sure to find
Need to apologize for my
Lack of inhibition, for my belligerent condition
But with You this near I’m dizzy

Inebriating You are to me
Completely captivating You are you see
Sending my world spinning You are, You see

I wonder how a radical encounter with the majesty and glory of God would transform us?  Maybe we’d go through this life with our eyes open to the glory and beauty of God all around us.  Maybe we’d become more worshipful in everything we’d do.  Maybe the world would begin to look at us and see the glory of God shining through. 

How have you seen the glory of God this week?  How has His glory transformed you?  How will you, then, live for His glory?

Grace and peace,

SDG