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Ok

^{Matthew 6:33 “}But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”

     Not “okee-doe-kee.”  It the response before God when we stop fighting.  When we stop fidgeting and squirming in our seats.  To simply relax and agree when the understanding enlightens our mind again.  We can…

      Rest.  He calls us to comfort.  He welcomes us with His peace.  We approach Him with our burdens, but we must loose them before entering His court.  What is His counsel?  We have travelled over the desert of our wasteland to inquire in His presence.  He does not turn us away.

     To Solomon, the Queen of Sheba journeyed from afar.  She heard that wisdom lie in the heart of Israel.  She had to witness it for herself.  Her entourage of spices and riches told of her wanting.  She sought the mind of God and determined to ask it the hard questions.  Soloman was just His spokesman. God's focal point.  He had asked for wisdom to judge the people because he was deficient.  God filled him to the point of overflowing.

     Wow!  What would it be like to have people come to my door to hear my judgments?  Just to hear my thoughts about matters?  Certainly free of charge, but they maybe be spurred by conscience to bring gifts.  I might sit upon gold.  I could bathe in silver all at the reaction to God’s given wealth of insight.  That would be the witness to God’s goodness.

     When I say “ok” I finally rest.  When I agree with God way down deep, my soul is quieted within me.  In stillness, after the hurricane has passed over.  The damage may surround but my house still stands.  In other words, during my time of fretting, the wind blew.  It uprooted gardens and took down lattice walls.  My workings about my stronghold twisted.

     At the siren’s call, I had vainly attempted to salvage my outlying areas.  In panic, I struggled  to shore up to avoid loss.  Scurrying about looking like a half-hazard man in desperation, the neighbors watched and laughed.  Exhausted, I fell inside and exclaimed, “No more!”

     This was not the wisdom of Solomon.  Why would a queen travel the distance to see panic?  She could have lit her own fire down below and watched her own servants dance.  She came to see a kingdom that had it all together.  And so she did.

     If I say I am a son of God, but still throw fits of doubt when adversity hits, what testimony is that?   If I hear the siren and run to the garden like a wild man, won’t the paparazzi be there with flashing bulbs?  So there must be another response.  One that doesn’t take years from this body the way stress does.

     “Ok God.”  Very powerful words.  Simple agreement when we understand His promises and land our faith upon them.  He surely leads us beside still waters.  I can trust Him.  If necessary, I rehearse again His past providence.  “Another test, Lord?  I welcome it this time.  You prove that I am yours.  In me You show the power of the faith given me.  Today I do not want to move mountains.  I just want to trust that You are on the other side where I cannot see.  We have got some hiking to do.  From here to there, You are with me.  It’s a new trail.  No reason to panic. Just walk the walk of faith.”