Where we used to live, a new tax was approved to upgrade local roads. I wasn’t impressed with this costly project, and felt it was another boondoggle adding to everyone’s tax bills. Called the mayor to express my feelings. Rather bold, you say? Not for me. I can be a bear, especially if it affects my net worth!
The mayor instantly became defensive, leading me to conclude that this would be a wasted call at best. And it was. At the conclusion, the mayor assured me that, when all was said-and-done, this project would ‘knock your socks off!’ Really? I’m ready. It didn’t. No socks came off. Only gobs of shekels from my wallet each year!
Psalm 81 makes better promises. Of God’s blessings galore. Psalm 81: 10–‘Open wide your mouth and I will fill it.’ Verses 13 and 16–‘If my people would listen to me…you would be fed with the finest of wheat; with honey from the rock I would satisfy you.’ Gushing with blessings! God loves to give. He’ll knock our socks off!
His bounty costs us… nothing. It cost Him… everything. As in the death of His Son Jesus on the cross. He did that exclusively for you and me? Not quite. All for His glory with side benefits coming our way. Not just for us. For there will be clouds of witnesses praising Jesus from every tribe and nation. All for His glory. For Him.
What God promises, He produces. No ‘knock your socks off’ tax business with little to show but bare feet. Not with our God. He never lets us down. We fail. He never does.
It’s His promises we hold onto. Not mine or yours or those of politicians. His. God’s Word alone. Couldn’t get any better than that. Could it?
Thank you, Lord, for being the ultimate promise giver and keeper. In Jesus’ name. Amen.