May 20, 2020by Reverend Dan on May 20, 2020
“The wisdom of this world is foolishness with God.”
Every once in a while, someone will ask how I come up with new things for this devotional on a daily basis. Today I’m going to give you a glimpse into the process. I’ve decided to give you a three-minute adventure on the thrill ride “The Mind of Rev. Dan”. (Please secure all your personal belongings and keep your hands and legs inside the ride at all times.)
Saturday morning, I couldn’t stand it any longer and Maria agreed to give me a haircut. We (“we” being Maria) took scissors, brush and comb in hand and went outside and I sat on the stoop of the steps while my personal stylist went to work. That’s when the ride began. As soon as she started cutting, my mind wandered back to the days when I was just a little boy and my dad had a pair of clippers and he was our barber. We’d go outside and he’d take those clippers and shave our heads and we’d laugh when he’d shave the back of our necks because it tickled. Still, we’d try to sit still like a “big boy”, but when we’d start to squirm, I remember his hand “palming” our heads to hold us still and finish. Then when it was all over, we would jump out of the chair and brush our heads to feel the stubble.
As I reminisced about those days, a car went by and caught my attention because it had the Tom Jones song “Delilah” playing loudly out of windows that were rolled down. I started singing along in my mind (“I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window”), remembering how much I like the music of the 60’s. And I could see myself, the dancing machine that I am, grooving every time “American Bandstand” and “The Soul Train” came on. (Remember on AB how they used to rate a song because, “it had a good beat and it was easy to dance to”? And on ST Don Cornelius would make the “ou” in Soul last forever when he said it? It’s happening again – mind wandering. Sorry.)
Then suddenly, in the middle of that memory, the next thought struck me. Delilah? Me sitting here and out of all the songs of the 1960’s that could have been playing while my wife was cutting my hair, it was “Delilah”? I couldn’t help but to think about Samson. I was able to reassure myself that this wasn’t some galaxy conspiracy to rob me of my strength, and I started to think about how Samson, even when he was blind, pushed those columns down. And that made me remember . . . Dang, my column for the June newsletter is due.
All that in three minutes. And you wonder where all the ideas come from. Some places (like my mind), you just don’t want to go. There are 3-1 odds that I could have made Dr. Freud give up psychoanalysis in less than a week.
The truth is today’s scripture should have been, “Be still and know that I am God”. In the attention-deficit culture we live in, our minds have become trained to move at the speed of light – “multitasking” is the word we use to make it sound like a good thing – and in the process, we rarely still them long enough to finish a thought, much less give God the time He deserves.
Silence your body and your mind and your spirit long enough and you’ll realize just how inane most of what we think about it is, and how important the things of God are. And then thank God for His wisdom that guides us through our lives.
“Father, Help us to clear our minds and see Your face, and in it find the Glory of Your mercy and grace. In Jesus’ name, AMEN.”