There are certain words that seem to pull the corners of your mouth upward. Try these…go ahead, nobody is looking, say them out loud…KISS…CUDDLE…DELIGHT.
Don’t you feel better?
I bet you associated some or all those words with an experience; some certain someone or perhaps more than one special person came to mind. For me, I thought first of my wife, then my children, with grandchildren coming in a close third. Images of Saturday mornings with pajamas and bad hair flashed across my mind. These are the moments of life we cherish; the unguarded moments when we love and are loved without reservation or expectation. These are delightful.
There’s that happy word again…delight. I ran across this word today in my quiet time as I read and meditated on Psalm 16:3, “As for the saints who are on the earth, they are the excellent ones, in whom is all My delight.” (NKJV)
Do you hear what God is saying to us? For five days He created all that is with infinite variety, complexity, beauty, and harmony. Yet, He saved his ultimate creation for day six—man, and subsequently woman. But He did not stop there, He gave us the ability to choose or reject Him. (Hold on to your hat, here comes the best part.) For those who receive Him, He pours out ALL His delight. Not just a little…ALL. Imagine that, a God who needs nothing pours out all His delight on people like you and me.
That God pours out His delight on us is but one half of the equation. We must ask ourselves two questions at this point. First, do we believe it? Second, do we receive it? Think about that for a minute or two.
If you believe and receive the truth that God pours out all His delight on the saints (believers), then you look at life differently. You begin to see other people as siblings and yourself as one who has been, is, and will be the recipient of all God’s delight. Can you think of a better deal than that? Do you realize what that puts you first in line for? How about blessings beyond what you can ask or think? Blessings like love and peace and a whole bunch of others.
I don’t know about you, but to me that sounds…well…delightful.