Pooh Bear is an amazing literary construct. He is only a stuffed animal, soon to be abandoned by his owner. Yet in the stories that have become famous down through the years, he has become loved by a generation of children who have grown up to adore him as passionately as when they were children.
Pooh’s one failing? He loves honey. He thinks no one knows, but it tempts him beyond all measure, and it gets him in trouble over and over. Whether stumbling into the wrath of a swarm of bees or getting his head stuck in a honey jar, nothing says trouble to Pooh like golden honey dripping from his fingertips.
What is our honey? What drips from our fingertips, so delicious that we will take risks beyond comprehension to partake of its sweet flavor? Whatever it is, it is not hidden. The world sees, even if we think our passion is safely tucked away. Fancy cars? It’s bling for the world to view. Fine dining? Our waistlines tell the tale. Parties? The shadows under our eyes announce our excesses.
God desires our passions to be the good we can do for others, a righteous honey that drips from our fingertips. Melchizedek was king of Salem (an ancient term for the holy city of Jerusalem). As king he had all power. He had no need to gift his blessings on anyone. However, he was also a priest of God most high, and Melchizedek considered that the more important of his roles.
We see this in Hebrews 7:1, for when Abraham returned from the slaughter of the kings, Melchizedek went unto him and blessed him.
Righteous honey dripped from Melchizedek’s fingers, his sacred words of consecration unto Abraham. Reflected in the golden drops of tasty sugar were not fancy cars, well-laid out banquets, or parties until all hours of the night. Rather, Melchizedek chose to reach unto the one who had done good things in the eyes of the Lord, and he offered a blessing upon his house.
What is our righteous honey? Is it found in our gifts to the missionaries on the mission field? How about in our determination to provide for the hungry and poor? Or is our honey in our support of the pastor who risks life and limb ministering in the slums and ghettos?
Our love for our God is reflected in the righteous honey that drips from our fingertips. If we desire the Lord, we will desire to bless those who labor in his name.
We should offer our best to those who work hardest for the Lord.
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