Psalm 16 vs. 1- "Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust."
I love strawberries.
I especially love fresh picked strawberries on a summer day. I don’t love reaching into a pile of strawberries and finding some that are so furry they look like road kill.
In the heat of summer, it doesn’t take long for strawberries to mold. Thankfully, I learned to can fruit a few years ago and I can preserve them for future use without fear of fuzz.
I also love Vera Wang dresses. Her designs are so beautiful and simple… and expensive.
I had always wanted to have a Vera Wang wedding dress but $6000.00 wedding dresses weren’t in my budget. I expressed my desire to the lady at the bridal shop before I told her my reality. I wanted a dress that was cream without a train and I really couldn’t spend more than three hundred dollars.
She gave me a funny look and disappeared.
I thought she might be hiding from me but, she returned holding a very red, yes red, dress.
She said, “ I know this is red but try it on.”
I did. It was beautiful.
She said, “This is actually a bridesmaid dress so there’s no train and it happens to come in cream and… it’s a Vera Wang.”
No way! But now for the big question, how much?
I was living in Minnesota at the time where there is no sale tax on clothing.
The price -$280.00. I was thrilled!
After our wedding, we took the dress to a special drycleaner that preserves dresses. It is safely store in an archival box for either of our daughters or our future daughter-in-law.
Now the process for preserving strawberries is quite different from preserving a dress.
I wouldn’t recommend stuffing a wedding dress into a jar and boiling it. But even though the processes are different the motivation is the same.
Webster’s says it well, “ Preserve: to keep safe from injury, harm, or destruction and to keep alive, intact, or free from decay.”
Whether it’s moths or mold, preserving keeps something in tact, free from destruction. As I read Psalm 16, I marvel at the faithfulness of God to preserve me.
He preserves me for eternal life by providing His Son as propitiation for my sins. He preserves my peace by giving His Holy Spirit to live inside of me. He preserves my sanity by giving me His Word so I can know His will and heart and His plan for me.
Sometimes the process is different. The Lord has preserved my physical body and life through seven surgeries and several procedures. I have been kept alive through medical intervention. Often He preserves me by speaking to my heart about the choices I am about to make.
The promptings in my heart have kept me safe from harm. Occasionally, He preserves me by using another believer to speak truth to me. I am free from decay building up in my spirit by those that love me enough to speak truth.
Although the process or means were different, the motivation is still the same. To preserve my body, soul, mind and strength for a future use. Sometimes the future use is a week away. Sometimes it is years away.
But I know for sure that I am always being preserved for my future home in heaven and life face to face with my God, my Jesus. So, even though there are times when I feel spiritually fuzzy, furry and moldy. I can know and trust that God is preserving my soul for future use in His presence.
The psalmist said it well,
“Preserve me, O God, for in Thee do I put my trust.”
All fabric rots eventually. Even canned strawberries aren’t good forever. But a person, trusting in the Lord our God, is preserved perfectly and forever. May we always trust in Him who is worthy of our trust. Here’s to preservation.