His eight year old hands carefully messaged my hurt shoulder.
“Boy, where did you learn to do this?” I asked.
“I have a gift,” he said.
His answer completely caught me off guard and I laughed. It was so innocent, so confident. Was he being funny? I think so, but what a gem.
It made me wish more people were that confident and innocent, calling the good in themselves, a gift.
A part of living in the simplicity of Christ is the unadulterated certainty that there is nothing “good” in us that isn’t from God.
Luke talks about certain ruler who asked Jesus, “Good teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”
The title “good” was never used for the most famous rabbis, because it implies reverence. Jesus, knowing the ruler was seeing him as only a man, replies “Why do you call Me good?” (Luke 18: 19)
We all have commendable qualities, but no one is to be reverenced for them. Only God is Good.
We carelessly call many things “good” when they’re really not. Like biting into a greasy, fat-ladden, sugar-charged, fried cake, while declaring, “This is GOOD.”
Or we go to a movie with horrific language and violence, and call it “good” because there aren’t any sex scenes in it. Is “good” for a Christian that relative?
I know the word is far more watered down than in Jesus’ time, but it’s still defined as something desired, or approved of, possessing or displaying moral virtue, having righteousness, benefit or advantage to someone.
I can think of seven “good” things in my life that are definitely a benefit to me . . . my grandkids. (Five are due to arrive any minute)
William says the funniest things. Last night, I discovered in the night that a cricket had gotten in the house. In the morning I asked Will, “Did you hear the cricket chirping last night? I got up to search but couldn’t find it.”
“It’s in the hall,” he said emphatically. “I saw it.”
“It went behind your surfboard.”
“What? You mean the antique ironing board leaning in the corner?”
“Yeah, that ironing board surf thing.”
God is wonderful how He brings a “good” laugh to start the day.
“By the way,” William added, quite amused with himself. “You snore!”
Father, thank you for every splendid “good” you put in our lives. Thank you for little children who grace us with their innocence and surprising, uncensored, comments. You are our GOOD, Great God. We are so grateful. Amen.