David C. Hughes, Writer

“For the LORD your God will bless you in all your harvest and in all the work of your hands, and your JOY will be complete." –Deuteronomy 16:15

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The Epiphany of Joy, Chapter 3: Joy in Wisdom [1 of 2]

When we walk with Him, we learn His ways, His wisdom, His love, and His boundless joy.

–Matthew Kelly, A Call to Joy, page 43

 

Minutes invested in praying for wisdom will save days spent in overcoming mistakes.  To advance in joy, first retreat with God.

–Tommy Newberry, The 4:8 Principle, page 142

 

For to the one who pleases God, he gives wisdom and knowledge and joy.

–Ecclesiastes 2:26a (NABRE)

 

 

Our daughter, Hannah, is a competitive gymnast, spending over 20 hours a week training in the gym.  Because of this major time commitment, Mary and I had to chunk our tentative vision of Hannah attending public school and heartily embrace the new world order of home school.  Yes, we’re those kind of parents!  This unconventional lifestyle has challenged us to not only choose an appropriate curriculum, but to establish consistency and discipline in teaching, and it has rewarded us with witnessing Hannah’s joy in learning.  She loves school–loves it!–especially math and drawing, and it tickles us when she absorbs phonics and applies it to both her reading and writing.  The girl’s already written and illustrated a book!  (Of which I possess the only copy, so its value is priceless).  If you haven’t guessed already, we’re pretty darn proud of our daughter!

One morning I took over the educational duties while my Proverbs 31 wife scooted off to work.  Part of Hannah’s curriculum involves teaching a new Proverb every week, and this particular morning the lesson was Proverbs 10:5 in the New International Reader’s Version (NIrv): “He who gathers crops in summer is a wise son, but he who sleeps during harvest is a disgraceful son.”  You know, Aesop’s old “Ant and the Grasshopper” fable.

“What does ‘wise’ mean, Dad?” Hannah asked.

“It means to be filled with wisdom.”

“But what’s wisdom?”

“It’s, uh, it’s, well, it’s the application of knowledge,” I replied.  Of course these are some big words and even bigger concepts for a forty-nine-year-old, uh, I mean, a five-year-old.  “It’s like when we learn something new,” I tried to explain, “then we use what we learned.  That’s wisdom.”

But like joy, wisdom is one of those concepts I’ve struggled to wrap my arms around, and my response to Hannah’s query left me unsatisfied.  What is wisdom, really?  What does it mean to be wise?  What does it mean to have wisdom?  And how can wisdom bring joy?  “It’s a gift from God,” Mary answered when I asked my wife what she thought wisdom was.  “And how can a gift from God not bring you joy?  It’s like patience in a room full of kids.  It’s a gift.”  My wife is a very wise woman.

According to Bible Gateway’s dictionary of Bible themes, wisdom is “the quality of knowledge, discernment and understanding characteristic of God himself.  True wisdom, seen in the ministry of Jesus Christ, is a gift of the Holy Spirit.” (http://www.biblegateway.com/resources/dictionary-of-bible-themes/8361-wisdom).  The author of the Deuterocanonical Book of Wisdom wrote: “For [Wisdom] is an aura of the might of God and a pure effusion of the glory of the Almighty.  For she is the refulgence of eternal light, the spotless mirror of the power of God, the image of his goodness.” (Wisdom 7:25a, 26 NAB).  Wisdom is the splendor of God, the brilliance of His character, the reflection of His holiness.

The first Proverb Hannah memorized as part of her first grade My Father’s World curriculum was Proverbs 9:10, “If you really want to become wise, you must begin by having respect for the Lord.  To know the Holy One is to gain understanding.” (Proverbs 9:10 NIrV).  This first step to gaining wisdom is a common theme running throughout the Bible: “And he said to the human race, ‘The fear of the Lord–that is wisdom . . . .’” (Job 28:28a NIV).  “The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom; prudent are all who live by it.  His praise endures forever.”  (Psalm 111:10 NAB).  “The beginning of wisdom is fear of the LORD.” (Sirach 1:12a NAB).

But if fear of the Lord is opening the door to wisdom, how do we invite her in?  All we gotta do is ask!  “But if any of you lacks wisdom,” James wrote in his epistle to the twelve tribes, “he should ask God who gives to all generously and ungrudgingly, and he will be given it.” (James 1:5 NAB).  Ask and you shall receive, as Jesus said, but ask with a reverent, expectant heart.  Take King Solomon, for example.  When God told him He’d grant any request Solomon asked for, Solomon answered “’Give me, therefore, wisdom and knowledge to lead this people, for otherwise who could rule this great people of yours?’” (2 Chronicles 10 NAB). He didn’t ask for riches, treasures, and glory, but wisdom. In reply, God not only granted Solomon’s request, but He also gave him the riches, treasures, and glory Solomon had left unspoken.  Wisdom is more precious than anything, because “if riches be a desirable possession in life, what more rich than wisdom who produces all things?” (Wisdom 8:5 NAB).  Indeed, Solomon came to be known as the wisest (and richest) man who ever lived.  “But seek first the kingdom [of God] and his righteousness,” Jesus preached in Matthew 6:33, “and all these things will be given you besides.” (Matthew 6:33 NAB).

 

Copyright ©2013 by David C. Hughes

The Epiphany of Joy, Chapter 1: The Search for Joy [2 of 3]

Possessing strong perfectionistic tendencies, and being educated as an electrical engineer, I look at the world in black-and-white rather than in shades of Technicolor.  As such, I can overlook the obvious, overcomplicate the situation, and overthink things.  Sometimes it’s hard for me to get out of my own way.  Mary doesn’t call me “Hard Way” for nothing.  Even though I’m not as literal as Jim Parsons’ character, Sheldon Cooper, in “The Big Bang Theory,” I can be smart-but-dense nonetheless.

So, like a good writer (and good engineer), I looked up the dictionary definition of joy, but came away dissatisfied: is joy really a fuller, more vibrant shade of happiness, or is it something totally different?  I realized I didn’t even know how to define happiness, let alone joy.  Ugh!  I’m a man of many words, but when God ordained this book, He stumped me.

Which was precisely His point.

Kathryn Marie Hanna is a cheerful 62-year-old massage therapist and ordained minister, as petite and exuberant as her little pink house.  One evening Mary, Hannah, and I met several of Mary’s friends, including Kathryn, for dinner at a Mexican restaurant in Fort Worth’s vibrant 7th Street district.  I sat across from Kathryn, who wears her age as gracefully as her smile, and we chatted while waiting for our orders to arrive.  Suddenly Hannah slipped out of the chair sandwiched between Mary and me, ran around the end of the table, and hopped into Kathryn’s lap.  Kathryn wrapped her arms around her, pulled her close, and began to sing in a beautiful birdlike voice that reminded me of Snow White.  “What’s joy?” I asked Kathryn as Hannah relaxed and her rambunctious energy settled into quiet contentment.

“Joy is an attitude,” she replied, a common answer I’d received from other folks living squarely in palm of Joy’s hand.  “I choose to be joyful.”

A couple months later, after a massage, I asked Kathryn the same question.  “We can choose,” she reiterated.  “The same situation can present itself to two different people and those two different people are going to handle it differently because of their choices.  If I choose to get angry over something I have no control over, suddenly it has control over me.”  She confessed she does, on occasion, get angry, but she recognizes the anger, wrestles it down, and moves on.  “Instead of letting it destroy my whole day or my whole week or whatever, I just get past it,” she declared.  “Resolving issues keeps you from dwelling on them.  I really think that what we do with our situations determines whether we express joy or not.”

“You know more about joy than you think you do,” my friend, Bill Kelly, affirmed one evening after I’d talked to him about God’s joy-filled assignment.  “You exude it.”  But as I mentioned, I tend to overlook the obvious: if joy was a snake, I would’ve been bitten by it a long time ago.  Hmm.  Death by joy . . . .

I have to acknowledge that, as Bill pointed out, I do come across as being a joy-filled guy.  People used to call me “Smiley” because I wear a smile as comfortably as a pair of old sandals.  I smile at everyone, and if I see you approaching, I’ll shoot you a friendly “Good morning,” or “How are you?”  Yes, I am that weirdo.  Most of the time I receive a smile back, or a “Fine, how are you?”  Rarely do I get the blank stare, the averted eyes, or a frown.

“You have a very joyous countenance,” Kathryn Marie confirmed, her kind eyes twinkling as she spoke.  “I think you live joy.  I see it in your face, you know: The wrinkles that you have and the wrinkles I have are the same–they’re smiling!”

The problem is in thinking of joy as an emotion; after all, that’s what we’ve been taught.  That’s what the dictionary says–joy is defined as intense or great happiness.  That’s what the secular world declares it.  But it’s not the whole picture. Far from it.  The struggle I’ve had with defining joy, getting to the heart of joy, comes down to one simple fact: the world’s definition is different from God’s definition.  The world’s idea of happiness is based on things, on attachments, on fleeting moments.  Joy transcends all that.

Copyright ©2013 by David C. Hughes

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