Hasten

Isaiah 32:4

The mind of the rash will have good judgment, and the tongue of the stammerers will speak readily and distinctly. RSV

The mind of the hasty will discern the truth, And the tongue of the stammerers will hasten to speak clearly. NASV (1995)

Here’s the context>

^1-8 But look! A king will rule in the right way,
    and his leaders will carry out justice.
Each one will stand as a shelter from high winds,
    provide safe cover in stormy weather.
Each will be cool running water in parched land,
    a huge granite outcrop giving shade in the desert.
Anyone who looks will see,
    anyone who listens will hear.
The impulsive will make sound decisions,
    the tongue-tied will speak with eloquence. MSG

A lesson God is teaching me of late, perhaps my whole life up to now…

I’ve noticed in my life that from time to time folks have learned not to mess with me. I’ve risen up on my hind legs, and rebuked them. But I was humbled. As I gathered myself up off the ground, I sizzled for a while. I let everything submerge, and I didn’t speak of it for a couple of weeks. It was there in my prayers, and my thoughts, and in poetic moments it came out.

Laying it all aside, I left it over there —->

And moved instead into God.

I write out the Bible. Its tangible. It focuses me. Its wooden. Do you know what I mean by wooden? I wonder if there’s another way to express it. Its strictly a function of my body. My eyes see the Bible, a physical bible on my table, and my hand grasps the pen, notebook. My mind guides my action. There is no excitement I guess is what I’m trying to say. Not like the hunger of pulling into a Pho place with my brother Andrew for a good meal. There is the gentle hope that when I spend time… when I invest time? In God’s word, that it always yields relationship with him. If I’m ever gonna find him, its gonna be there in his word, somewhere…

And here, while writing out Isaiah 32… verse 4 burst out at me… and was the catalyst for pulling together all that God has been teaching me.

Healing in the aftermath of the humbling… Thank you Lord, for never letting me down.

Amen