“There’s nothing to the dreams of the wicked. Nothing.” Psalm 112.10
The local forecast predicted a day of rain, intense rain, and then some more rain. There was a warning that one should not hope that the brief sunny spells would continue, because it was going to rain. One hears but never believes. One always hopes that the prediction will prove false.
The Psalmist’s echo reflects a recurring Bible theme. The hopes and dreams of the wicked will not come true. There is no life in them; no true reality present. They carry a warning; one should take encouragement with the brief times of prosperity and joy, judgement is coming! I do find this part of God a mystery. His love, grace, and acceptance to those who turn towards him contrasted with the judgement, revenge, and ultimate accountability to those who center themselves on self. In some ways, I understand justice, but the haunting mystery remains; why do I deserve mercy?
The rain came and then the rain really came.
The reflective, sit around and think day turned into a time of struggle. What is the base for the hope in my dreams? Where do I focus my energies? What is my priority in the present?
The truth came in the moments of bright, crystal sun. One looked to the sky and it was blue as far as the eye could see. I now know that it was a mirage blocking my awareness of things to come. The sky was merely an illusive, deceiving band between the storms of past and future. The happenings of the moment reflect a truth buried deep within, the temperature on the surface will rarely reflect the truth of things to come.
In the midst of storms and joy, the “truth” is often obvious but difficult to accept. The mystery of life compounds itself with the challenge of faith. God is the hope of every dream. God is the focus of my energy. God is my priority.
Be careful of life’s mirages; they are very deceiving! God is your only hope.
