I hit a real low this weekend, getting a wee cold and a touch of flu. When your sleep deficit stretches into weeks, you get worn down. It accumulates, like fallen leaves in a gutter. Your immune system can’t function at optimal levels. You catch whatever is lying in wait to ambush unsuspecting human hosts. I say “a touch”, because by yesterday, I felt better. As in, do-all-the-laundry-and-fold-it feeling better. Nothing like the flu of 2010-11 where I was down for a month. Nyquil came to my rescue, facilitating peaceful sleep and amazingly vivid dreams. Today I even managed a little workout besides taking the stairs.
This illness made me push the reset button. My thoughts and attitudes have been stinky. I need more Jesus. Again. When you’re down with the ick, you have time to think. I reached the end of my “goodness”. I saw some – not all – of what’s wrong with me. Folks, it wasn’t pretty. I’m digging into the Bible. I’m not following any set plan, but I find I need the Word like a drowning man needs a lifeboat. I want to gain something tangible this time. I’ve written before about how I’ve never felt like the Bible was for me. It’s always seemed like it belonged to other people, namely my parents and other spiritual leaders in my life. Most times, I felt like it spoke at me but not to me.
Serendipitously, this is also National Chocolate Day. Though if you’re anything like me, you eat chocolate regularly, dare I say religiously. You don’t need a special day to commemorate this hallowed food. Nay, I say! I would eat it in the rain, and I would eat it on a plane…Yeah. It’s that good. I plan on eating some today, in fact.
Yet even more than that, I want to taste the sweetness of God’s Word. I’ve functioned for a long time at low levels, picking up whatever bad attitude came into my thoughts or activities. My spiritual immune system has suffered for lack of spending time digesting the Bible and in the presence of Jesus. It satisfies me more than a hunk of dark chocolate on a wet and wild day. I need its truth to go down into my innermost places and heal what’s broken.
Taste and see that the LORD is good. Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in him! – Psalm 34:8