Taste the Sweetness of God’s Hope
13) Eat honey, my son, for it is good; honey from the comb is sweet to your taste. 14) Know also that wisdom is sweet to your soul; if you find it, there is a future hope [KJV: “reward”] for you, and your hope will not be cut off.
From the instant that Adam and Eve sinned, people have been hiding from God (Genesis 3:8-10). We don’t hide literally in the bushes anymore, but in things like religion, our own good works, the denial of God’s self revelation (Romans 1:18-21), and in other devious ways. Sweetness to the natural person is having autonomy — to call his own shots. He wants nothing at all to do with God and creates his own gods that he can control.
Autonomy is freedom without accountability. We see it throughout America today. People want the freedom to have sex without the responsibility of raising a child. Some hide in “victimhood” because victims are not accountable for their actions. The drunkard becomes an alcoholic, the victim of a disease and not morally accountable. Such is the “sweetness” of the world’s wisdom, but it leads to death (Proverbs 14:12).
But the wisdom that comes from above begins with the “fear of the Lord” (Psalm 111:10; Proverbs 1:7; 9:10). Our hearts are quickened by God and made alive from their deadness in sin. We begin to run toward Him, not away from Him. His words become sweet to our souls (Proverbs 16:24) as we discover His grace that covers our many sins and gives us hope.
God promised the Israelites a land flowing with milk and honey (Exodus 3:17). In the New Testament, milk is sometimes used as a synonym for the Word of God (1 Peter 2:2). Here, I believe honey is used in the same sense. Its sweetness lies in our humble dependence upon the One who wrote it and the hope of resurrection that it teaches. It is a hope that will not be cut off, a sure hope, a hope that is but a sweet taste of the real thing. What joy and sweetness there will be when we enter God’s Promised Land, the new heavens and the new earth!
Prayer of Application
Lord, the hope of resurrection is sweet, removing my fear of death and judgment. But still lurking within is the desire to have my own way. Keep me in utter dependence upon You.
Copyright 2014 – Robert C. Beasley