Graduation Sunday

20180520_154301I got up to give the sermon today on Graduation Sunday.  We had just honored those who would be graduating.  They were in their caps and gowns.  They stood out because the rest of the congregation didn’t wear their robes.  As I approached the music stand this thought crossed my mind:  THERE ARE BETTER SPEAKERS IN THE CROWD THAN THERE IS IN THE PULPIT.  Let me explain.

  • Carl Brunner is a National Forensic Finalist who is going to Washington D.C. for the National Tournament at the end of the Month.
  • Jama Gleue just won State with his Original Oration.
  • Laynae Beneshek gave the Salutatorian address that was compact, concise, and challenging.
  • Those plus Forensic competitors, John Price and Max Filinger, compose a talented roster of speakers.

I have never considered myself to be a great speaker.  I like teaching, but when it comes to manufacturing emotion and passion, I have never been that confident in my abilities.  I am, however, very confident in our youth and their abilities.  In the graduation reception line, I told them there would be one day where I just cash it in and let them handle the preaching…it may just be my last day on the job when the congregation see’s how good they really are.

Slipping through the Cracks

The “you may also like…” feature on Amazon was created for people like me.  I indulged the other day which led me to this conundrum.

p16488_p_v8_ahIn 1995, America was introduced to a portly group of youth campers.  This was prior to America’s epidemic known as childhood obesity and years before Michelle Obama would take real catchup from school lunch.  The antagonist is a deranged physical trainer attempting to launch a work out video by documenting the summer.  His methods are unique, abusive, and dangerous.  The campers, eventually, stage an uprising and take the camp over.

 

Here is the issue:  How does a deranged lunatic and child abuser pass the background and psych tests to score a job in an elderly home less than a year later?

 Apparently a name change and a mustache was all that was needed to slip the Feds.  Exploitation would haunt him at this job as well.  He exploited and degraded kids to sell workout videos and he did the same at the elderly home where he ran a sweat shop under the guise of rec time.

Who knows how long he was able to get away with it.  “Happy learned to putt” and got grandma’s house back.

He would resurface one more time in 2004 as owner-operator, White Goodman, of Globo gym.  Same stache, outrageous fitness ideas, and jerkish personality.

Tony Perkis came from money.  His father, Tony Perkin Sr. Was western Pennsylvania’s “Lighting Fixture Guys. White claims to have “built his gym from the ground up…and a large inheritance from his father, Earl Goodman.”  Tony did it first, White hit the reset.  Disregard the differing names.  I think it is clear that the rabbit hole may go deeper.

The question remains:  after years of abuse, negligence, endangerment, and welfare atrocities, why is this man working with children, the elderly, and body management?  I think the question should be raised of screening and listening?  Accountability should be taken.  I know I don’t want my grandma sewing quilts for hours on end and I don’ want a trainer that will “add three pounds to the women’s scales” before going home.

Ministry Battles

D9D2E489-18C1-4001-A108-39329BDCF4D3“This successful life we’re livin’ got us feuding like the Hatfield
and McCoy’s” — Waylon Jennings

Every war had a beginning. KU-MU: the boarder war, started with Quantrill’s raiders attacking (killing 200 citizens) and burning the town of Lawrence. Once the University of Kansas and the University of Missouri began lacing up the hightops, the war has taken
shape on the basketball court. As a Jayhawk fan, I want to be honest
with you readers: we hate losing, but if the choice was between KSU
and MU, I would much rather lose to KSU than Mizzou! The Hatfield and
Mccoy Rivalry of the mid to late 19th century began over the killing
of a Union soldier after he had returned from the war. In the prologue
of Shakespear’s Romeo and Juliette, we learn that this is an “ancient
grudge” between the Capulets and the Montagues. One can only assume
what started that war. Was it wealth? power? fame? a spilt wine glass
on one of the cone things they wore around their necks?

The point is this: Every war has a triggering factor.

What if you were the triggering factor? What if you were the Helen of
Troy? The reason for the fighting. Homer’s Illiad (with huge nods to
other ancient historians) recounts the battle of Troy as Paris, the
Trojan Prince, has taken (as Sappho and Homer claim, others would
argue she was taken by force) Helen, the beautiful wife of King
Menalaus. This war was massive. Men from all over the world would
fight in this war. How would you feel if you were the cause? If you
were Helen?

This is the very dilemma that John Mark (know as Mark from now on)
faced in Acts. Though his decision would not cost any lives, he did
cause a schism in the team of Paul and Barnabs (or should I say
Barnabas and Paul?).

Mark was from Jerusalem. He had seen Christian Church from its
infancy. His mother’s house was a place of prayer and worship (Acts
12.12). Once his cousin Barnabas (Colossians 4.10) had taken a bigger
role in the ministry of Jesus, Mark knew he wanted in. Barnabas was
the one who had brought Saul into the mix with the apostles (Acts
9.27) here in Jerusalem. Now years later Barnabas and Saul ask this
man, Mark, if he wants to be part of the first missionary journey!
That’s like being asked to go to the moon, or if you wanted a
Pulitzer? Its not something you scoff at or hesitate on. You jump at
the first opportunity, just as Mark did.

The honeymoon period for missionaries doesn’t last too long. Soon the
newness wore off and Mark had a problem. What that problem was we can
only speculate. Perhaps it was the reallocation of power between Paul
and Barnabas (notice the names are now reversed, with Paul taking a
leading role for the rest of the book) possibly didn’t sit too well
with the cousin. Maybe it was fear. They were headed to a place
(Pisidia Antioch) known for its bandits. It could have been sickness
or a family crisis. For whatever reason, Mark leaves (Acts 13.13) to
return to Jerusalem.

This action doesn’t sit too well with Paul. When the idea came up
about returning to all the places they visited on the first missionary
journey, Paul and Barnabas began assembling a team (Acts 15.36). The
subject of Mark came up. Barnabas wanted him, Paul didn’t (Acts
15.37). He had deserted them in Pamphylia (Acts 15.38). The greatest
team of missionaries to the date was now split up by the disagreement
over Mark. Barnabas took Mark to his home of Cyprus and Paul took
Silas (Acts 15.39-40).

That had to be rough on Mark. To be the one who is fought over. The
one causing the dispute. Chronologically this is the last we will hear
of Barnabas. He isn’t mentioned again. How would you feel if you were
Mark? The dispute had to have some kind of lasting effects. Paul was
probably just as disappointed in him as he was that Barnabas wanted to
take him. These are the kinds of wounds that linger for some a
lifetime.

Though Barnabas fades away, Mark resurfaces. Nearing the end of his
life; perhaps just days or hours before his execution, Paul asks for
Mark to come to Rome with Timothy, because he is helpful to his
ministry (2 Timothy 4.11). Paul mentions him from an earlier
imprisonment in Colossians 4.10, and we have to wonder if the
instructions were about his rehabilitation for Paul? It matters not,
at the end of Paul’s life, he wants Mark to come to him! Paul just
spent time telling Timothy about those that have deserted him: Demas,
Crescens, and Titus. We aren’t sure of all the circumstances here or
whether they left on good terms, but needless to say, Paul is alone
(aside from Luke). Bring Mark!

So many times our arguments are final. All to often our differences
are relationship ending. We harbor resentment and anger; hatred and
aggression. Paul, during a hectic first missionary journey, was
deserted by a guy he thought he could trust! Like the rope that is
holding a mountain climber, often the resentment and anger are the
only thing that still attaches us to relationships. I don’t know what
Mark did to get reinstated or whether it was Paul’s grace and mercy
towards an old friend, whatever it was it is an example.

No
longer can resentment rule the attitudes of our heart. We may not
agree on everything, but no matter how great the wound, forgiveness
and understanding can fill it. Ministry philosophies and ministry
dedication differs; family troubles are handled differently by all;
and some people are just hard to get along with. They will abandon,
infuriate, and tear down. They will act apathetic, lethargic, and
illogical. Paul felt all these from Mark, but in the same way that
Jesus felt and bore all these as well, Paul found ability to forgive.

Bring Mark, for he is helpful to my ministry (2 Tim. 4.11)! The
original title for Mark was: “helper” (Acts 13.5). Good to know he
ended the same way he started.

 


“grab life by the horns and hope it don’t grab you back!”

Scars

857abb01-252a-43cd-ad06-695ddc6e389d.jpegScars make anonymity impossible.

Years had passed since his mast had disappeared over the horizon following Agamemenon to Troy in battle. King Odysseus left a beautiful young wife, Penelope, and an infant son, Telemanchos. For 10 years, he fought the Trojans at Troy. Then he spent the next 10 surviving the wrath of Poesidon on the seaways back home. His travel
tribulations, his apologoi (adventures) rival those that Paul tells of in 2 Corinthians 11. Twenty years of travel will change a man.
Chris Ledoux, another classicist, paraphrased Homer best: “It ain’t
age that makes me look this way/it ain’t the years boy, it’s the
miles.”

Odysseus finally makes it home and finds the place in shambles. His house is overrun with men suiting his wife, eating him out of house and home, and an absent son. Taking the form of a beggar so as not to become a target, Odysseus infiltrates the palace where all this is taking place. He gains a counsel with Queen Penelope and after giving her word of Odysseus (without relinquishing his identity) she treats him like royalty asking Eurcyleia to bath him and prepare a room for him. As she washed his feet, her hand ran across a scar just above the knee.  She knew it was him. It was from a boyhood boar hunt; an event many years past, but with great present value. It was the scar that announced a king’s return. He was home and the nostos was complete.  Identity announced by a scar.

Scars tell the story of the men who carry them. Scars juxtapose the
current and the past. In The Old Man and the Sea, the great fisherman of many years is in the midst of a 84 day slump. Hemmingway’s
description of him contrasts his present predicament with his history: “…his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.” A great fisherman who had fallen on
hard times as described by his scars. Scars tell a story.

“I got this one in Paris, in a war ‘fore you were born/ and this one when I was half your age, workin’ on my Daddy’s farm./ You know the way I see it, you’ve been round but you’re still green/ ‘cause tattoo’s and scars are different things.” – Montgomery Gentry
“Tattoo’s and Scars”

The presence of scars is on thing, but not all scars are made equal.
My scars tell different stories. The one on my foot will tell of
stupidity. There is not on ounce of redemption to be found in the
scar that will be on my foot. There was nothing at stake and nothing
on the line. The scar on my chest, however, came from the day that my grandfather had died. I was working above my head, taking down 2×4 braces on a garage door. It had popped loose just as we got word that grandpa was Code Blue and the exposed nail tore into my chest. That scar runs diagonally across my pectoral muscle. When I look down and see it, I see how quickly life can blindside us.

The 8” “C” shaped scar that adorns my right shin is from a bull spur.
While working a hang up at Burlington, Kansas when the bull came around to the right, sending the rider, with legs and spurs flying, in my direction and when the muddy water cleared, the crimson was running down my leg.

Everybody’s got scars and everyone has stories; but not all scars had purpose. When all three come together, scar, story, purpose, the results are life-saving. Take a fire-fighter with third-degree burn scars, the story of the collapsing building, and the lives that are still living. Think of the soldier, with the bullet wound, the ambush that was set, and his brother being pulled to safety. Think of John 20 and Revelation 5.

John 20 is a conversation between Thomas and the disciples. The
disciples had seen the resurrected Jesus, but Thomas was strangely
absent (20.24). When he does show up, the disciples let him know that
they had seen Jesus (20.25). Thomas wasn’t having it though. “Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand to his side, I will not believe.”(20.25b) Translation: “Let me see the scars”.

In Revelation 5, John is observing worship around the heavenly throne.  When a scroll is brought forth, an Angel asks: “Who is able to open this thing?” Nobody in heaven was able to open the scroll and this was a problem. If this scroll doesn’t open, everything that has been, is, or will be, will not. So John begins to weep at the proceedings.  But Jesus is found to be capable. John describes the one who approaches the throne this way: “…I saw a Lamb, looking as if it has been slain…” (Rev. 5.6)

Here the dilemma lies: the resurrection is supposed to make things right. Heaven is supposed to make things better. But Jesus bears the marks of the crucifixion; the Lamb bears the marks of sacrifice. In heaven, I wont get to look like Tom Brady or George Clooney. And I wont be given a Jimmy-Buffett-relax mentality. Reading through
Revelation, it appears that the pain of suffering will still be remembered, the scars of life will still be present, and the torment
of Earth still a reality. Though they wont be felt or experienced,
they are no less real. Why is this?

Heaven is where the perfection of the Garden of Eden was meant to be realized. Notice it was the perfection of the Garden, not the
“idleness” of the Garden. There is the prevailing mindset that we
will spend eternity floating on clouds, playing harps, and doing very little. This idea of Heaven would necessitate very little
preparation. However, should we get to Heaven where work is involved, worship is enacted, and both community and culture were cultivated; that will take us some training here. Scars are the resume of that training. Scars are the results of our learning what it means to worship, to sacrifice, to live for others. Jesus has his scars
because it was his identity, his story, and his purpose. That is why
he carries them throughout eternity.

 

Screen Epidemic

9B330D9C-3D4A-497A-9596-6886D8A88714TIME magazine sounded the alarm a little late this year.  With the latest iPhone release and the new Moto coming out, the smart phone has now turned 10 years old.  Still to young to measure the ultimate effects that it will have on society, but old enough to begin watching the trends play out.  TIME magazize about once a year runs a apocalyptic/praise piece on the smart phone and youth culture.

Schools don’t know what to do.  Part of the reason I didn’t return to full time at school was because of the policy on phones. Give a kid a $300 laptop and they still have to wander around with a phone?  Teachers don’t want to be on phone duty, but if they did without administration backing, the kids were on their phone suring lessons, in the hallway, and at lunch: non-stop.

There have been numerous articles and pieces written now about inattentive walking.  I about hit a kid in the parking lot at Taco Bell because he had his earphones in (as he had all throughout his dinner with his family) and was texting as he stepped out into the parking lot.  PSA:  if you hit the age of 16 and have to have an ear bud in at all times, some where in 16 years you failed to learn a very important lesson about respect.

These two stories are my most recent interactions with smartphones.  I am not the biggest fan of them.  I have watched (grown people: 28, 29, 30 years old) people get a smart phone and suddenly fall into the internet abyss.  I myself have been convicted by my own use age.  TIME definitely sounds the alarm with this piece.

The article begins as many others do:  a seemingly happy student attempts suicide.  The shocked parents realize the amount of depression after the attempt and stumble onto the social media accounts.  Bullying, peer-pressure, and drama are the underlying causes, but smartphone usage is the symptom that was a) missed and b) blamed.

This students depression did not come because of the piece of aluminum, plastic, and glass that she held in her hands.  It was all the things the phone stood for.

Smart phones are this generations and this worlds answer to our deepest desires.  1) Connectivity.  We want to be connected.  We want to be able to reach people immediately.  When Facebook began, you could send a message to a friend and they might not check it that day.  Now they have Messenger which alerts you to a message immmediately.  This is an app that you have to use now on your smart phone, which by the way has a feature on it nearly as old as the cell phone itself called text messaging”

2) Opprotunity.  FOMO is an acronym that stands for “fear of missing out”.  Without a phone 24/7 and the ability to talk to everyone all the time, there is a chance that something will be missed.  It could be as trivial as a trip to Sonic or Publishers Clearing House holding a million dollar check at your door.  The predominant way thinking today is that there is always something better out there than what I’m doing now…I don’t wanna miss the opprotunity to upgrade.

3) Image.  If I were to stop eating decently healthy, and quit trying to be active, my health and appearance would suffer.  If I decided to stop checking the fluids in my truck and quit doing maintenance on it, the truck would  eventually have some issues.  In the same manner, should an image be constantly maintained, it will have a health issue.  Social media is the place where an image is cultivated and displayed.  It must be regularly kept up and it must be  constantly added too.  When the phone is off, when the tablets are down, when away from the internet, an identity is being starved.

So how is the situation curt tailed? How is the screen epidemic to be remedied?

  1.  In education.  I understand that technology is the career of the future and it is a tool in the classroom; however, educators should  spend half of their classes without technology.  I’m not saying that it needs to be only teaching time w/o technology.  It could be a brain break or Kagan activity.  It could be an ice breaker game or communal learning.  A lecture or even homework time with, God forbid, paper and pencil.  Education’s purpose is to cultivate viable citizens.  The educational buzz word now is “soft skills” that employers are looking for.  Non-screen time aids in both.
  2. At Home.  Disallow screen time at the table.  I get more frustrated watch kids at a table with other people while on the phone.  The same can be said about adults.  Make it a point to put the phone away and spend 45 minutes talking with the people in the same room.  It may be awkward do a time but it will be ok.  Make it a point to have a black out time.  9:00 pm the phones go away on week nights.  There are emergencies that take an adult call but I trust an adult to be able to screen calls.  Trust me, there is no such emergency that would warrant a teen answering a call at midnight who is at their own residence.
  3. In public.  Less phone and more interaction.  I get bothered watching a kid in a shopping cart watching a video on their parents phone.  A 6 year old kid can learn to walk along side their parent I the store.  Heck, if I’m there tell them I will buy them a candy bar and I will do it.

Our screen epidemic was created by us…it’s time for us to start working to solve it.

Three Musketeers (part 3)

41855E78-5DFE-4CCF-A287-4C868050C67C“A tragedy is when the hero comes face to face with his true identity.”  — Aristotle as explained by Mike Rowe

Jesus is the antithesis of Aristotle’s hero.  He didn’t have a fatal flaw that would lead to his downfall (in most Greek tragedies it is hubris).  He walked this earth humbly, acting as a servant to all.  He was without pride.  He lived a flawless life.

Neither did he have a fall from greatness.  He didn’t go from living in a palace with riches to a poor homeless state.  But in a way he did, however, it was a choice to “empty” himself by coming to Earth (Philippians 2.7).  He left the heavenly realm, seated at the right hand of the Father, and put on human flesh as a baby.  Satan fell from heaven; Jesus stepped down.  So he misses that category as well.

But the third characteristic, “face to face with his true identity”, describes perfectly the final situation where the Three Musketeers are together.  The story takes place textually in Mark 14 and geographically in the Garden of Gethsemene.  The disciples are with Jesus as they enter the garden.  Then he gives the twelve an order to remain there while he goes to pray. (32). He takes Peter, James, and John deeper into the garden with him. (33). They could tell that Jesus was under stress.  As a side note, Mark was a traveling companion of Peter in the book of Acts.  Most would argue that Mark’s book is really a collection of Peter’s sermons.  That would make some sense as to how Mark knew some of these things.  As it is pertinent here, Peter recounts the duress that Jesus is under on their little hike.

Going on a little farther, he turns to the Three and says: “stay here and keep watch?” Jesus knew that soon a mob would be coming to arrest him.  The word translated “keep watch” is the same way a guy watches over his household.  So it has physicality to it, however, later on Jesus would explain the reason he wanted them awake: to pray for strength against temptation. (38)  Three times Jesus goes away to pray and all three times he returns to find them sleeping.

“Simon…”, he walks them up by saying Peters name.  Two times in Mark is a proper noun spoken by Jesus and both of them are used of Peter.  The first is just after Peter confesses Christ.  Jesus says he must suffer and die.  Peter rebukes him and Jesus says, “Get behind me Satan…”.  The second is here.  This too is not a good situation.  Peter is being called out.

Jesus knew that this wasn’t the end for these three.  They would combine to write 8 books of the New Testament, preach on two continents, and die as either martyrs or in exile.  This was prep time for the future.  Jesus knew the more you bleed in training the less you bleed in battle.

Secondly, Jesus knew what lay beforehand him.   He prayed the cup would be passed from him.  For the rest of the book, his death was always down the road aways.  Now it was imminent.  It lay directly a head of him.

This study shows that the three saw the Power of God in Jesus in Mark 5.  It also showed the Presence of God in Jeusu in Mark 9.  This final grouping of the three shows the perseverance of Jesus in the plan of God.  The three get an in depth look at the petitioning Jesus for God to find another way, but also the willingness of Jesus to trust and follow.

Jesus had always known that he was sent to save the world.  On this night that reality was driven home harder because of the nearness of the event.  The Three Musketeers, much like D’Artagnan in the Dumas’ novel, saw and got more than they bargained for that night.

 

The Wife of Noble Character (part 2)

She was whisked away as fast as she entered in chapter 12.  She was a blip on Solomon’s radar; but King Lemuel, he took some time to dwell on her.  The structure of the end of Proverbs is unique in its formation.  Two things make it stand out from the rest of the book.

First, it is a unit.  For much of Proverbs, aside from pieces here and there, the author makes statements that stand on their own.  The prologue to the book (1.1-9) and Wisdom’s Poem (8-9) being the obvious exemptions.  For much of the book it is stuff like you find in chapter 10.  Its a couple verses about obtaining wealth (10.2-5ish); the way to walk (6-9); thoughts on the tongue (10-14); then back to the wealth (15-16); verse 17 is an outlier; then back to the tongue (18-21); the wicked and the righteous (22-30); and finishes with the tongue again (31-32).  If you have ever tried to outline the book of James or even the Sermon on the Mount by Jesus, you would know the frustration of trying to put an outline to the book of Proverbs.  The themes bounce around, into and off of each other like particles at the Large Hadron Collider in Switzerland.  But not in this chapter and not for King Lemuel.

Lemuel wants to dwell on this topic of the Woman of Noble Character.  It is shown in the number of verses she has devoted to her.  Twenty-one verses are devoted to describing her character, her worth, her activity.  I guess it depends on how you divide it up and how you categorize and group them, but there aren’t many topics that warrant the amount of ink as the wife of noble character.  Wisdom, Righteousness, Discipline, Money are on the short list that get more press than her.

Its not only the number of verses he devotes to her, it’s the way he arranges them.  The end of Proverbs 31 is an acrostic poem.  Each subsequent verse begins with the next letter of the Hebrew alphabet.  He begins in verse 10 with the letter aleph: “‘isha-chayil“.  The translation is “a wife/woman of noble character”.  The use of ‘isha in scripture is a bit ambiguous.  Going back to a previous post of first text principle in Genesis 2.23-25.  The word is used 4 times in four verses; once in 22, 23, 24, and 25.  The first two times the NIV translates it as woman, and the last two wife.  To say that this only applies to a married woman, rendering ‘isha as wife, would, I think be hermeneutically arrogant.  I would feel safer applying this to all women.

The second word of that first verse chayil is an interesting word.  It is most commonly translated as “army” or “wealth”.  If you remember from the last post, the word for “helper” [‘ezer] has military implications. Those are the literal translations.  The meaning, the thought, behind the word is “strength”.  Kings are only as strong as their armies and their wealth.  Joel and Habakkuk knew the meaning of this word.  Habakkuk writes: “The Lord is my strength [chayil]…” (Hab. 3.19) and Joel adds: “The Lord thunders at the head of his armies [chayil]” (Joel 2.11).

Moving on the second verse (11) beings with batach…the hebrew letter bet, translated as “trust”.  The following verse begins with a gimel.  The hebrew word is “gemalathu” meaning “she will give”.  Hebrew (and greek for that matter) is not as confined to sentence structure as the English language is.  English sentences are usually constructed as “subject-verb”.  The components are generally determined by their location in the sentence.  Hebrew, on the other hand uses suffixes to words to denote their function in the sentence.  That being said, the order of the sentence is not nearly as important in the Hebrew.  King Lemuel utilizes this freedom.  He begins verse 10 with noun-adjective; verse 11 with verse-preposition-verb; verse 12 with a verb…and so on.

He continues throughout the Hebrew alphabet, all the way through too “tav”.  Twenty two letters (or 21 if you combine the letters sin and shin, which are used interchangeably as the Psalmist in 119 does as does King Lemuel) leading the verses about the woman/wife of noble character.  Psalm 119 is the perfect example of this.  Most NIV Bible’s even begin the sections with the Hebrew letter that will lead the sentence in the subsequent sections.

When’s the last time you composed a poem?  Haiku’s not included.  Have you ever tried to sit down and write one?  Forget a poem.   Just try a word.  On the left side of a piece of paper, write the alphabet vertically with one line per letter.  See if you can come up with something that starts with that letter using a theme.  Pick one: animal, college, chemical element, or food.  See how long it takes.

I wrote one about Taco Bell (An Ode to Taco Bell).  It took me a while during last summer.  To get the right words, in the correct order, to convey the meaning, to clarify thought, was a stressful and intellectually challenging endeavor…and it was about Taco Bell, something so insignificant.  Can you imagine, King Lemuel agonizing over the proper words to get his point across?  Can you picture, King Lemuel, being poured into by the Holy Spirit, and the words flowing from his pen as he describes the heroine of the story?

The woman of noble character was worth all of the effort.  All of the time spent describing her was worth spending.

Just like a Knight who has earned the scars from battle and now gets to bask in the affection of the Damsel, he would say: “it was worth the effort.”

Just like Jacob, who worked 7 years for Rachel’s hand in marriage but they only seemed like a few days because of his love for her. (Gen. 29.20)  Ask him if it was worth it?

King Lemuel would answer the affirmative.  Most certainly yes! She is worth it.  That is why he composes this poem to her honor.