Howdy, and happy Sabbath!
I will admit, I’m a bit disappointed. I had high hopes of doing some serious writing yesterday (and some blog entry topics have been lodged in the folds of my brain for what seems like weeks!), but Friday was a pretty serious preparation day this week, so I did not.
However, I’d like to make up for it in some small way (even if just to myself) by finally kicking off a series of mini-entries that I have been thinking about beginning for some time — the “too wonderful for me” verses.
When I first took notice of that phrase in Psalm 139:6 (actually, I think the first time it grabbed my attention was in Proverbs 30:18), I remember thinking that it was an elegant little assembly of words. What a great thought — the idea that an author would know something so wondrous that he would be moved to say that the knowledge was just too wonderful for him… Maybe it’s just the word “wonderful.” I’ve been of the opinion for quite some time that “wonderful” gets shortchanged in our langauge these days when it seems a truly rich sort of word that should be savored for its delicious gravity: wonderful… (I believe the words “terrible” and “awesome” suffer in this way, as well, but that’s another entry for another day.)
In fact, there is a line from a movie I saw many, many years ago that has always come to mind as having been written by someone who really appreciates that word. The main character, a TV weatherman, upon meeting a woman who has thoroughly captivated him, narrates the scene as we watch the characters converse: “So there I was jabbering at her about my new job as a serious newsman – about anything at all – but all I could think was wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful and yet again, wonderful.”
(FYI: The writer is Steve Martin, and sadly the movie is vulgar to the point that I cannot in good conscience recommend it. How wonderful when God’s Kingdom will be here and all the talent out there is redirected for more worthy ends!)
Anyway, back on task… There are some small passages in Scripture that just grab me — that just seem to make me almost tremble at the thought of how wonderful the message they communicate really is. They are the sort of verses that if I were to truly comprehend the whole of what they were saying — and believed it with my whole being — then I would be in some way different from that moment forward. Understanding that the knowledge they teach is just too wonderful for me — I would, hopefully, respond by changing to be more worthy of the beautiful truth they contain.
The list of such verses that we could compose would probably differ from person to person, but I believe that a good number of them would be shared by many of us. This series of entries will be those passages that have this sort of “too wonderful for me”effect on me, but I highly recommend that you begin a list of your own and keep it somewhere handy where you can access it randomly while you are studying to add to it or to read from it. I plan to add new entries at irregular intervals, one passage per entry, and usually without commentary.
The passage I will start off with is actually not one of the first that comes to my mind, but it is a great place to start, methinks, and for what will surely be obvious reasons…
O LORD, You have searched me and known me.
You know my sitting down and my rising up;
You understand my thought afar off.
You comprehend my path and my lying down,
And are acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word on my tongue,
But behold, O LORD, You know it altogether.
You have hedged me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is high, I cannot attain it.
I don’t know when I will post the next entry in this series, but it feels good to finally start!
Have a wonderful Sabbath.