“Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop: but a good word maketh it glad.” (Pr 12:25 AV)
I cannot remember where it was that the following occurred, but one of
the several cultures in which I lived would greet one another with the question,
“So, what’s the good word?” I want to
say it was my native northeast, but I cannot be sure. The meaning is simple. We greeted one another with positive words rather
than complaints or bad news. So, what’s the
good word? Family news, news regarding
one’s life, or blessings of life usually followed. We figured negative news was going to come
anyway, so we might as well start out with the positive. The above verse is quite descriptive. Heaviness is anxiety. To stoop means to be depressed. Anxiety causes depression. Fear causes sadness. Lack of hope causes the heart to spiral into
a deep chasm from which it is difficult to escape. The cure is a good word. The meaning of the word ‘good’ varies slightly. The one that fits the context best is ‘better’. And, the word for ‘glad’ means to
rejoice. In other words, the soul is
cast down into depression because of fear and anxiety. To rescue the heart from its stooper it needs
something better than it has. It does
not need worse. It needs better.
One of the most enjoyable ministries I had was as a hospital chaplain. I never had to be the one who delivered only
bad news. Sometimes I was asked to. Most of the time it was the doctor who delivered
such news. My ministry was to temper the
bad news with good news. No matter how
bad it was, my ministry was to find the good in it. Because there always is some good in it. Always!
The LORD does not allow negative without the possibility of
positive. Excluding eternal hell, of
course. I don’t remember many of my
visits, but there are a few that stand out.
One such case was a patient who was terminal with emphysema. This patient had an estranged only
child. During my rounds, I was asked to
visit with the patient because she had no other living relative that would come
and see her. We spent the better half of
an hour talking. We talked about her
family. We talked of her child and grandchild
from whom she was estranged. The longer
we talked, the less resistant she was to reestablish a relationship with her
child. By the end of the hour, she picked
up the phone and called her child. I excused
myself from that conversation so my patient could have her privacy, so I didn’t
get the outcome. That is, until the next
time I was called in to make rounds. The
nursing staff told me her child came to see her just before she passed. It took a fatal diagnosis to reconcile these
two people. The good word was that if
two people will humble themselves, a relationship can be restored even in the
midst of severe circumstances.
Let’s face it. We live in a
world designed to get us uptight. We
live in a world of bad news. We live in
a world that is uncertain and that, by design, robs the heart of hope. We turn on the news only to see the ray of
hope we had has been robbed once again.
Count on this. When our current
crisis is solved, there will arise another.
If it is not pestilence, it will be war.
If it is not war, it will be poverty.
If it is not poverty, it will be civil unrest. The bad news comes in waves and it will
always be a part of life. But, so too are
the blessings of life! There are good
words that can be spoken. The sky is not
always falling. There is a rainbow after
a storm. There are opportunities after
failures. There is tomorrow. 2020 will come to an end and 2021 will bring
good days as well as bad days. There are
good words that can be spoken. How dare
we pile on top of others who are anxious with more anxiety. It is almost like we want to dig their pit a
little deeper. Their heart is already stooped
low enough. Why not share a good
word? What is the good word? If you don’t have one, then find one! Stop this nonsense of surrendering to the
spirit of the world by being downcast, hopeless, and negative. Praise the LORD He is still on the throne and
in complete and total control.
Personally, if you have a bad word, keep it to yourself. I can find enough of those words all on my own. Give me a good word. Because like you, I could use all the good words
I can get.
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