Judge not and you will not be judged. Condemn not and you will not be condemned. Forgive and you will be forgiven. Give and it will be given to you. Good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, will be put into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you.
This piece of a famous speech made by a King before His Glory was revealed forever changed the hearts of those with ears to hear. Had they not heard it said, an eye for an eye? A tooth for a tooth. An animal for an animal. , ,
I can't help but understand the words in the pages to mean that in this life we experience the goodness of God. But we must wait on the Lord. We taste and see the goodness of God in the land of the living. Alive. That is who we are. Dancing before our King, bowing low in honor and rising only when He is exalted.
In this life.
Why wait for Heaven to dance before my King? Why. Wasn't it what I was created for? I was born for? Isn't it where my heart finds rest and peace, and purpose and joy. Joy. This word has been abused. That place in me that meets with God, will produce joy in spite of earth and evil and now.
I will be still before my God..
Now, back to now. I will see the goodness of God in the land of the living. These hands baked cookies when the sun went down on Saturday. Flour and sugar and eggs and extract. Don't forget the chocolate chips. I scooped the brown sugar into my measuring cup. I wanted to be sure it was enough. Let me be sure. The tips of my fingers pushed it down and added more, until it spilled onto the counter. That was an accident. No, I didn't lick it up though it crossed my mind. That was a good measure.
No yeast. Don't mix in the yeast. Those pharisees are a long way from here. Just the sugar and the Truth and we will win them.
And we get to reap (eat) the benefit.
Teach us, oh Lord, to measure our hearts' goodness to others. To truly do to others as we would have them do to us. To love our neighbors as ourselves.