Ever had a compliment like that? One that you weren't quite sure how to take? You just look smart...meaning I only appear smart and I'm not so much? I preferred to take it as a compliment as in..."Of course that test was easy for you. Smart-ness just oozes out of you." Little do they know...There are 2 things going on here. 1. I really don't accept compliments well. 2. I've heard that one more than once and sometimes I'd rather be a really talented athlete or beautiful or have x-ray vision or be able to leap buildings in a single bound. You know, cool things like that. Something other than taking test well and appearing to have an empty pocket because I left my pocket protector at home. I really wanted to say "Thanks. You just look like a cheerleader." Not nice, right? Funny, maybe. Well, that's probably how I meant it.
Being smart is a good thing. I'm not sure I am smart, but I learn quickly, work hard, and take tests well. And I totally understand that only God could give me the gifts that I have. I'm thankful he also gave me humor and the ability to laugh at myself. Now if I could only get over wishing I had other gifts. Ever wonder what God sees? I'm not sure God's impressed with my testing ability or ease with a witty comeback. He wants me to be wise, not smart, and humble and compassionate. Maybe there's hope for me. At least I know it's wrong to insult the pretty girl. And I only do it in my head. That might be growth.
Psalm 139
1 O LORD, you have searched me
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely, O LORD.
5 You hem me in—behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, [a] you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
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