Long ago on Saturday nights, I was allowed one bowl of Corell’s potato chips and a glass of coke. Needless to say, that bowl of potato chips disappeared way too quickly. In time, I figured out how to stretch those delicious morsels. I would suck on them until they were on the verge of soft. Prolonging the sensation made them taste all the better as they slid down my throat.
Going to sound a little trivial, but I really do have a Gratitude Attitude tonight for that bowl of potato chips. But mostly, for all the things that surrounds the memory of eating those tasty crunch-ables.
Even 67 year into this journey, I find myself savoring as slowly as possible those small (and I do mean small) bowls of chips – – even though they won’t ever be as good as the chips that were once made just down the street from my house. That chip house where we all tried to make multiple stops on Halloween (it never worked since they could see right through those disguises and call us by name).
“But now, this is what the LORD says– he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you, Israel: “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine.”~Is 43:1
Potato chips are a form of tasty food though my food conscious kids would probably not agree that it should be classified as food. Then again, it isn’t really the food I treasure – even though its salty taste does seem to balance me out occasionally. It is rather the memories that slide out of my brain every time I bite down on those crispy chips that really catch in my throat.
Sitting with Mom and Dad. Sometimes curled into my dad’s side sharing a bowl of chips as we watch the Saturday night shows. Sometimes standing on Dad’s toes as he taught me to dance. Sometimes watching Mom and Dad dance. Mom and Dad singing along with songs on the turntable like Della Reese or Nat King Cole or Perry Como or Judy Garland. Sometimes all of us singing at the top of our lungs with The Mitch Miller Sing A-long Show.
The Gratitude Attitude is real for that small bowl of chips in my hand tonight. Yeah – it isn’t Saturday. Yeah, the parents are dancing in Heaven these days. But – the God who watches Israel continues to watch over me. He sends a tiny Godwink reminding me that He knows me and calls me by name. He put me just where I am supposed to be – at just the right time – with just the right people.
I am overwhelmed with thankfulness tonight and humbled once again.
It has been a challenging week. Things have not gone at all the way I expected or wanted. However, deep inside of me, I know that God knows that is how I learn best. So…as much as I hate assessments…I keep trying to look for the wisdom in all that is going on around me and remember that Jehovah-Rapha stands beside me just as Jehovah-Nissi is ready to help fight my battles.
“Not many of you should become teachers, my brothers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more severely than others.” Jm 3:1
Today, I was ready to ignore writing again. When I am wrestling with a “God Assessment”, I tend to do more reflection than teaching. Teaching means being sure of my subject matter and relying on my faith to guide my words and concepts. Reading, devotions, playing with the dogs, seem to give me a better perspective as I work through whatever the current faith-walk plagues my life at the moment. It’s strange – music has always been a big part of my faith life, yet now, when I am troubled, I don’t go into the music room. Instead, I turn to the WORD and reading things from other sages – especially those of Jewish tradition. It was during this time that I found a small little piece of information buried in a rabbi’s writing.
This is the Jewish letter Tov. Its initial letter Tet also represents the letter nine as it is the ninth letter of the Jewish alphabet. Tet also represents the word “good”; as in “… God saw that it was good.“ Gen 1:12b Amazingly it is also the only letter of the Hebrew alphabet that was left out of the first time Moshe brought the tablets down off the mountain. (Ex 20) Yet – in the second set of laws that Moshe brought off the mountain, it was included. (Deut 5:15 in the word “outstretched” NeTuYah) Hmmmmm….
Jewish tradition holds that it is because anything “Good” lasts forever. Our omniscient Jehovah-Tsid-Kenu foresaw these events in our linear life line. Had He included Tov in the first tablets, they could not have been destroyed. Only Our Father God knows why things had to play out the way they did. What important God Assessments did these scarred and damaged people have to “grow” through to achieve the unity of being His united and chosen people? Maybe it was just that – they would no longer see themselves as a people enslaved to other societies – other gods – other lands. That they would see themselves as His people – united by His love, His grace, and His law.
“You shall not steal.” Ex 20:15
On the physical level it is a very straight forward law, and it makes sense to most of us. After all, who wants to go through getting arrested, going to court, being convicted? When Moshe presents it a second time in Deut 5, it is still a very straight forward law. Again, why would we do anything but that? But what if – what if there was more to it? Don’t steal away. Don’t steal a glance. Don’t steal someone’s heart. Don’t steal the spotlight. Don’t steal anything…….period. The 10 Commandments are still relevant. They still make us think. They are still a strong guideline for our lives as we journey this faith-walk. Our Father knew that as He carved them. They were meant to last until Christ returns and is able to establish “…Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done…” Kinda important, don’t ya think? That being said…should I stop singing this hymn?????? Somehow – I think not.
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