Psalm 22:6 – But I am a worm, and not a man, a reproach of men, and despised by the people. (NASB)
We have had a few worm days in our life recently. Hubby has been taking chemotherapy. Fear raised its head in our house for a while, and made us feel quite worm-like. I thought that meant small, insignificant, cowering, and afraid, but after reading this verse, I began to look at worms with more interest.
It isn't very difficult to find signs of their presence: worm holes. Worm holes are miniscule little openings completely surrounded by a circular dirt pattern. Every day there are more. Where yesterday there were no markings, no sign, no evidence of even the beginnings of such a thing, today there it is — another worm hole. The hardest ground or the tiniest pavement crack — all are susceptible to the worm!
Hubby and I began to understand that just because our situation was not one that we would have chosen, God had allowed it and would gave us the strength to endure it and even shine in it. Little by little, we dug through hard ground and seemingly impervious asphalt with praise. We had so much to be thankful for. We were especially grateful that we were able to speak about God to many who wouldn't otherwise be inclined to listen. Our goal switched from sheer survival to one of leaving a little bit of Jesus everywhere we went. That's what worms do. Though seldom visible, they leave a clear trail of their passing.
Care to join us in the worm life? It's not nearly as bad as it sounds. In fact, we highly recommend it!
Prayer: Lord, like the psalmist in Psalm 22, we will tell of Your name to all we meet, for You have not despised or abhorred our afflictions. You have not hidden Your face from us. When we cried out to You, You heard us. We pray, Lord, that to the ends of the earth, people will remember and turn to You. For Christ's sake, we pray. Amen.