I have a verse for each day when I go into my prayer time. I usually have the prayer book for about 6 months before I start another. Matthew 6:32-33 has been Thursday’s verse for a long time. I am ready to move on. For if my Heavenly Father knows that I need all these things why isn’t he doing something about it? I am trying to seek his kingdom and his righteousness and I am waiting for all these things to be added: there just seems to be a hang up somewhere. The hang up is in one word that is defined by Webster’s and Marette and is different than the definition on God’s mind. The word, need you even ask, is the word NEED.
Up to verse 32 Jesus was reminding those who were listening what was important in life. It’s not what’s on the table but who is sitting with you, and it’s not what you are wearing but that you are clothed. We fuss about what we think we need to look like, aspire to and represent to others and God is just saying, love me and love others and I will take care of the needs you have.
Meanwhile back at the farm, I miss the flowers God has splashed all over the garden because I have mud everywhere and dirt piles. I have no power in the front room yet but I miss the incredible view through those huge windows that have given me a front row seat watching the corn sprout, grow, go way beyond knew high by the Fourth of July and now is tasseled and producing ears of corn. That simple thing, a need God supplies for us to make a living, is so complicated I can’t even explain it without a chemistry degree and yet God just shows me my needs growing straight up strong and tall and I, I miss it because my wants are so confused with my needs.
I want this. I want that. My temporal heart sees the want. God is trying to get my eternal heart to see the need. The only need I have is quite well described in Psalm 19. “Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thee sight O Lord, my strength and my redeemer.” Lest I think the things Jesus mentioned one the chapters preceding Matthew 6 are simply casually mentioned, I need to pray like Jesus taught is. I need to grasp being a light not just be a beautiful light fixture. I need to hold with my heart the loving my neighbor moments in life and meditate on how to love them not worry about how far down the street a neighbor actually lives before they quit being my neighbor. I need to fast to refocus my attention, I need to fill storage lockers in heaven not here below and I need to forgive! I really need to forgive. When I pull off living through the needs Jesus brings up and not the wants I see, I will watch him “and all these thing shall be added unto you” pile on my plate. And yet I tend to look at the plate sitting on the shelf and wonder when it’s time to eat?
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