You shall have no other gods before me.
Many of you reading this are probably old enough to remember when alluring prizes arrived in cereal boxes. As kids, we longed for those precious toys much more than the cereal itself. I recall when my brother and I, huge fans of Mighty Mouse, begged our Mom to purchase the brand offering such a reward.
Back in those days, my parents were on a tight budget. That Mom even caved to our persistent desires still amazes me today. But what surprises me more is that I can't, for the life of me, recall what cereal held this cherished gift, only the disappointment in the gift itself.
Months ago, the memory, for no reason I can fathom, emerges. God is amazing like that, isn't He? And out of that recollection, a poem is born. May we have no other idols, no other longings, but to worship God with all our heart, mind, soul, and strength.
My Daddy plumbs for promised toy
In chaotic cereal mix
Mighty Mouse to win the day
Stunts, heroic, hurts will fix
And when the treasure is revealed
Underwhelmed, we wonder why
We hoped upon a promise false
Wonder why grace passed us by.