“See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition…” Col. 2:8
There is just so much self-deception going on in the composing process that I can no longer write with a clear conscience. Is there still anything left worth speaking that I haven’t already spoken before, I ask myself.
“Lord, isn’t this enough? I have written so much and anything more is mere superfluous,” I uttered to the Lord as I was walking to Starbucks this morning. I have never ceased speaking and anything I say will be repetition of my utter ignorance.
Then a thought came into my mind that does make a lot of sense, and it seemed to be a perfect response to my puzzling question: “The sacrificial lamb placed on the altar seemed to have remained the same year after year, and the offering the Israelites offered the Lord appeared to lack severely originality.”
It’s my arrogance and pride that stand in the way of my moving forward in this meager enterprise, really, for I have always wanted to impress the Lord with what I have to offer - something original and new.
Indeed, “there is no new thing under the sun,” and all things beautiful are mere duplicates of something that graced the earth before. The creation of the world, performed by the Almighty, is the only original act, and we are merely copying what has been done before.
Is there anything new to know about the difference between good and evil? Not at all, yet it seemed to be such an enticement that Eve and Adam could hardly resist. The evil one has been doing it from the very beginning and those who follow hard after him are doing exactly the same thing, which amounts to nothing but fantasy and human deception.
“See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition…” We must heed Paul’s warning and be very vigilant, guarding ourselves from straying away from the eternal truth uttered from the mouth of God and recorded in the Holy Scriptures.
Therefore, I will continue to observe the seasonal rituals by offering to the Lord the same sacrifices of lambs and goats, figs and grapes, and all that my meager talent can ever afford. Offering to the Lord a small coin is far better than not to offer at all, for it is not out of his need the Lord demands us to give, it’s rather out of his love for us that he even allows us to offer to him our paltry gifts.
How many varieties of our gifts of thanksgivings can there be, I ask myself. Not all that many, really.