The fresh icy froth was like fireworks dancing before the audience of my nose. Its freshness had reached its zenith as it was plucked from the bountiful tree and pressed into my glass. My thoughts raced immediately to Christopher Columbus, the great explorer who landed on exotic shores.
He must’ve experienced such freshness in the fruits and exotic delicacies that pleased his palate ~ much different when compared to the preserved food of his ship from Europe. It’s the freshness that is so breathtaking that you find in the whole new experiences in God. This desire for fresh experiences daily in Him has caused me to seek the path that I am on today.
To share or not to share, that is the question that troubles great leaders (and my present company even now) as I looked at the ice cold drink with the strong desire to preserve the remaining half of the luscious freshness in the refrigerator for tomorrow. As I closed the door I enjoyed self-satisfaction in our modern conveniences ~ that they are able to preserve such freshness to be enjoyed the next day.
Without a second thought the next day, I reached into the icebox and pulled out the still beautiful-looking fresh fruit juice and started to drink it. But as soon as the drink hit my palate my entire body screamed “Poison”! I immediately ran to the bathroom and spit it all out and then quickly rinsed, trying to make sure no remnant of what was left was still in my mouth.
Sandy, my delicate sweetheart, rushed into the bathroom and exclaimed, “Richard, what happened?”
“That pineapple juice that was so good yesterday just went bad and tasted like poison!”
Sandy, the experienced farmer’s daughter, then told me, “That was fresh pineapple juice, the real thing. It spoils in just a few hours and you can’t keep it until the next day.”
Sandy then explained profoundly, “It is just like manna in the wilderness. It turned to worms if the Israelites tried to keep it for more than one day.”
I have prayed about this experience now for a few days, mulling it over in my mind. I realized that fresh words of God are so important to be obeyed, consumed, and done in the appropriate time that they are given ~ lest they turn to worms and end up becoming poison in our lives. Many have asked me if there is a price to be paid to reach excellence in Christ Jesus, and I say “Yes, and the price is keep it fresh every day.”
You must obey what the Lord is telling you to do. Don’t think you can preserve it for a later time. Don’t think you can repeat it over and over again ~ which religious people love to do with their vain repetitions. The price of exploring God’s new exciting and exotic horizons is you must live a fresh new word every day.
I have been called with my family to the place of prayer. As soon as the Lord is done with me I will see you!