This morning I did what I do every morning. I weighed myself. You talk about a reality check! In the never-ending battle of the bulge, daily weighing is like a drill sergeant screaming in your face to “suck it up and keep on going!”
When Deb had seen me step on and off the scale about four times, she chuckled and asked what I was doing. I said, “I keep getting on hoping it will give me the weight I want!” J
Yes. Our bathroom scale is flaky. It can vary as much as ten pounds depending on how you stand and position your weight. If you get everything just right, you may get the weight you want!
God’s scales are different. Belshazzar was a selfish and wicked Babylonian King who saw a mysterious hand writing on the wall during a big dinner party. The scribbled message reminded him, “You have been weighed in God’s balance (scales) and found wanting.” In other words, your life doesn’t measure up.
I’m glad God is not like our bathroom scales. He doesn’t just tell us what we want to hear. Because He is Truth, He speaks truth.
Sometimes we’d prefer comforting false reports from flaky scales. But the uncomfortable truth always helps us more in the long run.
