Ridicule - The Mother Tongue of the Arrogant

Psalm 119:51

 The proud have me in great derision, yet I do not turn aside from Your law.

I stand on the promises You have made to me as Your servant, Lord. How much greater it is to receive them as Your son. There has never been a reason to believe You won’t keep them.

Isaiah 55:10-11 “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.”

Thank You, Father, for giving me eyes and ears to receive it and a heart filled with the hope that Your Words bring.

Suffering is common to all men. But I am reassured by Your Word as I endure this burden, Lord. You have a special reason for administering this test. You know I will be strengthened as I go through it and revived when I reach the other side.

• Ridicule is the mother tongue of the arrogant. Like the majestic eagle mocking the lowly sparrow, the proud display their scorn to the humble children of the Lord. Yet, I still concentrate on Your undiluted Word.

  
  

I don’t have to strain my memory to recall Babel, the Red Sea, or the victories in Canaan. The spectacles of Your judgments are epic, Father. I praise You in my reverie, and I’m reassured.

It angers me that those who should know better have forgotten all You’ve done for them. Their memories are like an echo: They stay for a little while before disappearing into silence.

I am grateful for the gift of music. Your Words can be mounted on a lyric melody and sung back to You in praise and thanksgiving. It measures our strides as we trek along our journey. We are foreigners here, en route to our glorious home.

Your Name stays on my heart and lips as the night enfolds me. But there are times when darkness eclipses Your Glory in broad daylight. Those are the times when I call Your name the loudest, Abba, and are brought out from the shadows.

You have given me confidence, comfort, and hope, O Lord. I keep Your laws out of obedience. My submission doesn’t force these blessings; it turns me around to receive them.