I was in Starbucks the other day – ear buds in – listening to Brandon Heath sing softly in the background – when someone came up behind me and covered my eyes asking…”do you know who this is?”
Immediately I knew the voice – even when He was trying to disguise it. It was the familiar voice of a man God has placed in our lives – and often used – to teach, train and convict Tom and I as his “spiritual mentees”!
He sat and quickly – as ALWAYS – our conversation turned to the Lord. I told him I was reading the book of Hosea and trying to grasp the patience – the persistence – the extravagant love of God. Not just when we “straighten up and fly right”…but even when we turn our back on him and go astray.
Still He loves us. Still He calls us to repentance. Still He welcomes us back.
Then – as only Robert can do – he says:
“Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.”
He asks, what does the word ‘delight’ mean to you?
There he goes again.
My mind begins racing.
This verse is alluring… especially that one word – delight.
But what exactly does it mean?
At first my inclination is to think it means something like “work harder at serving God in some way.” But now I don’t think it means that at all.
As I have searched the Scripture – searched on Bible Gateway and in my concordance – I think there is so much more to this word.
I think it is more about receiving.
I think it is more about truly understanding how God delights in us (which Scripture says far more often than the other way around).
I think it is about a joy-filled response that is truly child-like.
And just this morning – rather than more definitions – more than another way to try to understand – God gave me a picture.
He reminded me of a few Sunday’s ago when I stopped by to visit my youngest granddaughter – Ella Sophia (soon to be one).
Her Daddy was on call at the hospital – so my daughter-in-law and I were able to enjoy a rare few hours together…along with one very active little girl.
As Nikki was making her bottle and I was holding little Ella, the front door swung wide open and her Daddy walked in.
Right there in my arms, I saw pure delight.
Ella squealed with joy – reached out with her little fingers waving and her feet kicking. She could not get into her Father’s arms fast enough. Not to do anything – not to give anything – just to be held – just to snuggle into the crook of his neck and get a hug – just to be in that all-familiar love embrace.
That is what delight looks like!
And now, I’m just savoring this picture and trying to take it all in.
If I can grasp the real meaning of this word, if the concept can make the 18 inch drop from my head to my heart, I believe my life – and my relationship with my heavenly Daddy – will be impacted tremendously.
My quest continues, AND (like my mentor did with me), I hope this has caused yours to begin…