Skip to main content

Delight

This past Sunday, I had the chance to see David Crowder in concert. It is a show I've wanted to see for about 15 years. Each time he came to town, I had a conflict that prevented me from going to the show. This past May, I jumped at the chance to buy tickets. Turns out we got some amazing seats.  

The show was simply incredible. Julie said I looked like a kid in a candy shop with my ear to ear smile. He played song after song for about two hours. I could have stayed there for another few hours listening to Crowder and the band. They were some of the most talented musicians I've ever heard. Each of them seemed to play two or three instruments during the show. It was awesome!

Julie was right. I was filled with a happiness and joy from finally experiencing worship with Crowder live. I never fully appreciated the talent he possesses nor the amazing skill of those surrounding him, until seeing him shift from one instrument to another as the set list progressed. Indeed, I found myself watching and listening in amazement and pure joy.

Zephaniah 3:17 says:  
“The Lord your God is with you,
    the Mighty Warrior who saves.
He will take great delight in you;
    in his love he will no longer rebuke you,
    but will rejoice over you with singing.”

Is God just like I was watching Crowder? It says He rejoices and sings over us. I envision God looking down on us smiling ear to ear. When we are singing, He is singing along with us. He delights in us as His people. As the Crowder songs say, “How He loves us!”

The name of Crowder's tour is "Milk and Honey" based on his latest album. Numbers 14:8 says, "If the Lord is delights in us, He will lead us into that land, a land flowing with milk and honey, and will give it to us.". Not only is God looking down on us in delight, He is committed to provide for our needs.   

He is a loving God and we are His delight. So find joy in God and His commitment to you.

Be blessed and be a blessing,
Matt

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Right In Front of Me

There is one character in the story of the night of Jesus' arrest that sticks out. He seems insignificant to what is happening. He’s almost an interruption in the story. He is only mentioned by name in one of the four gospels, even though the description of what occurred is in all four gospels.  Malchus is his name. He works for the people who want Jesus dead. His job, with his compadres, is to seize Jesus and bring him back to the high priest. There he would be subject to questioning, a trial of sorts.  As Malchus and his posse are approaching, Peter takes action to protect Jesus. “With that, one of Jesus' companions reached for his sword, drew it out and struck the servant of the high priest, cutting off his ear” (Matthew 26:51). Jesus immediately tells Peter and the rest of his disciples to stop with the violence.  I wonder what Malchus thought at this point. I imagine his was in shock, I would guess he was surprised. He had just been attacked and surely is bleeding ...

Glow Differently

I saw this quote recently, “You glow differently when your confidence is fueled by belief in yourself instead of validation from others.” I found myself wrestling with it. I completely agree with the concept that the validation of my worth is not established by the thoughts of others. While I think a positive self image is important, I do not think that it is what really makes me “glow differently.” I hope I glow differently because of whom I believe in, rather than what I believe of myself.  The author of Titus says, “But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, whom he poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life.” (Titus 3:4-7) . Love and kindness entered the world in the form of a m...

Grits

This past Saturday I got the chance to catch up with my friend at breakfast. We connected months ago over grits, of all things. I learned he really didn't care for grits. Turns out his parents used to make him eat them quite often and in many forms. As he has grown older he's made the conscious decision, he's had enough grits for a lifetime. On the other hand, I really enjoy grits. They are a wonderful breakfast food with butter, salt, and pepper. For dinner, you can't beat some good shrimp and grits. I have a recipe for jambalaya grits that will put a smile on anyone's face. It is like jambalaya meets cheese grits. Yum! My friend and I joke about grits everytime we see each other. I offer him some and he politely refuses. Of course, I respect his wishes and don't give him any grits. How do you offer someone grits? Do you insist they eat and like them because you eat them? Do you put them on their plate anyway? Do you treat them differently bec...